I have had a good share of hits, as everyone else, I suppose. It is hard for me to think objectively to determine if I have been strong or nor, but I can assume that yes, strength has been one of my prizes and my only way of salvation.

Today as I reflected in many of my life’s events, I realized that really going through something is not a sign of victory. Sometimes we go through because we are carried away and sometimes out of stubbornness. Real victory, the stuff that transform us into superheroes, is not going through difficulties until we can see them in the rearview mirror.

Real victory is to remain open hearted even when our hearts have been broken.