A finisher and not quitter

Everything turned out just as I expected. I must admit I am suffering from a major headache working with a bad child, immature adult and unreasonable elderly. It was a little more encouraging but the feeling did not really fade with the encouragement. Right now, I am wondering why the blue book is not in my hand. In fact, it is kind of six feet under my piles of papers and books. I need to motivate myself to start soon. I want to finish the race and not quitting it before even trying. I know my mama has been caring for me and not saying it out. A bottle of chicken essence is always beside my head when I open my eyes. Definitely, there are much more events that touched me but I am implanting it in my heart. I can only say action do speaks louder than words.