I feel I'm learning (well, suppose to be learning) kindness at work.
Learning patience in waiting for all my dreams.
Learning joy through daily pains.
Learning trust through uncertainties.
Learning courage through trials.
Learning peace through questions.

I'm learning that everything is a choice, a choice of how we are going to respond.  Are we going to panic?  Or are we going to take a breath when our heart is racing, perhaps take a moment, and choose the better?

Yesterday I was reminding myself:

Joy is a choice, a choice to draw from a source that is
deeper than your sorrows.

I repeated it to my own heart over and over, hoping it would really sink in.  There are many things you cannot change in life.  And you can't change others.  But you always have a choice.  You can always choose who you will be.  You can always choose what type of person you are going to be in this very moment, in this very scene.  You do get to write your own character, even if you don't get to write your whole part or plot.