A Nation spoke to a Nation,A Queen sent word to a Throne:Daughter am I in my mothers house,But mistress in my own. The gates are mine to open,As the gates are mine to close,And I set my house in order,Said our Lady of the Snows.
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.