Monday, July 6, 2009

Picking myself up and dusting myself off.

Fire dancer, originally uploaded by Ducky Doc.

A quote from an E-mail forward from my wonderful aunt. Seemed very appropriate right now.

What if you did have the power, the reach, and the glory?

What if you were given dominion over all things?

And what if eternity lay before you, brimming with love, friends, and laughter?

Yet still, one day, in all your radiance, bubbling over with giddy excitement, you tripped, fell, and got hurt - really hurt.

Would you give up on all of your dreams? Would you hate yourself? Would you forget life's magic and promise?

Or would you shrug it off, look ahead, and exclaim that it's "just a flesh wound"?