Salmon spend time each year of their lives swimming upstream. Fighting the surging forces that would send them crashing back down to the ocean they have lived and survived in throughout the year. They fight to get to that peaceful place where they can spawn, creating new life and then return to their ocean abode. They fight the raging waters that would smash them against the rocks and those intent on feasting on their flesh.
Some days I feel that I am that salmon fighting again raging rivers of pain to find that peaceful place where life will begin again. If the fight does not destroy me, if I am not caught by those seeking to devour me, I will find that place and life will begin anew.