Bad things do happen how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness immobilized by the gravity of my loss or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have - life itself.
When you are at the bottom you find beauty in such little things and goodness in such little gestures. When I compare any struggle today to ones that I may have had in my childhood there is nothing that can bring me down.