I’m grateful for the jungles.
I’m grateful for the swamps.
I’m grateful for the battles—
and how I learned so much.

I’m grateful for the winter days.
I’m grateful for the blues—
The lessons learned in trials
are the ones I wouldn’t choose.

And yet they are the ones that
make me strong beyond compare.
With all that strength I couldn’t
draw from any other well. 

I ran across this little poem when I was rummaging today. It may still need a couple tweaks, but I hope you enjoy!