What do you do when your whole world has been pulled out from under you? Everything you worked for has gone up in smoke. Yet, life still stirs among the ashes.
These things do not determine who we are. Instead, we make them what they are. In the absence of a human heart, the entire world is a lot of wasted space.
But there is life after loss, and every diversion is an opportunity. The game is only over when you stop playing. Otherwise, there is still a chance to win.
The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. But life is full of twists and turns. For the obstacles we face are real and difficult to overcome.
Patience and perseverance are like waves continually beating against the shore. Solid stone will eventually give way. And what impedes will do so no longer.
Like the fiery mythological bird, we can rise again. Our strength has increased and we are wiser for the experience. We go on, leaving the shackles behind.