Life has a certain ebb and flow that keeps you on your toes. Sometimes things are great, sometimes things are rotten.
We get the good and the bad coming and going with the sort of unexpected regularity that sometimes makes life difficult to makes sense out of.
In the midst of this, there is us. There is our perception of the events that take place. Our reactions define the event.
Strength through adversity can turn tragedy into a defining moment.
Entitlement and arrogance can turn the meaningful into a lost opportunity for growth.
There is no objective reality. We invent it ourselves.
At the birth of invention is choice: what kind of reality will you build?