All the people you meet here have one thing to teach you. Eddie was skeptical. His fists stayed clenched. What? he said. That there are no random acts. That we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind.
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.