You can choose to live your life with the joy of the front row or solemness of the third row. The choice is yours. That's me in the front row with my joy. Those are my coworkers in the third row. Every day is a struggle to keep them from killing my joy.
You can only let someone throw so many stones at you before you pick them all up, put them together and build a wall to keep them from doing it again. ~ Makes life much easier. This is so true. Point well taken, and yes I agree!