It is so; each dark night that speaks so mournfully, that yearns to pull us back into the memories, the pain of abuse, is followed by another dawn, a dawn which we can choose to let illuminate what they said would forever remain in their darkness.
An old Cherokee told his grandson, "My son, there is a battle between two wolves inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, inferiority, lies, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy, and truth." The boy thought about it and asked, "Grandfather, which wolf wins?" The old man quietly replied, "The one you feed."
This reminds me how incredibly I am blessed with an awesome husband and 4 amazingly beautiful babies that are smart and healthy and kind and strong and love god and their families!!! Money could never hold a candle to the riches I have already received!!!