I thought it fit well...
“I am responsible. Although I may not be able to prevent the worst from happening, I am responsible for my attitude toward the inevitable misfortunes that darken life. 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.”
but it will still hurt...
"My heart, I gave to you,
wrapped in the colors of vulnerability,
ribbons of sacredness,
and tossed aside."
I wrote this after my blog. I thought it was beautiful...there is beauty in sadness..when I realize the colors of my vunerability..and the sacredness of my heart.... and then it seeps in....
I refuse to let this break me...but I find myself with the bricks that were thrown..making a wall.