Today, I drove to Arkansas with Ry and Mk, my two daughters. I thought a lot about the past week through this drive. I went through a whole lot of different experiences in these few days. In fact, on four different occasions this week something happened that would have destroyed me six years ago.
Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising every time we fail.– Confucius
“I understood myself only after I destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I really was.” -Unknown