"I realized very
clearly that happiness has nothing to do with the material things
which surround us; it dwells in the very depths of the soul. One can
be just as happy in a gloomy prison as in a palace." ~St.
Therese of Lisieux, Story of a Soul
Sometimes I become
frustrated when I find myself limited. I can't get enough things
done during the day. I sleep for too long. I talk too much and
can't get at what I'm trying to say. My weaknesses seem to bind me,
to steal my happiness.
My instinct is to fight. I
want to overcome my limitations. There I go, pulling chains behind
me as if I could outrun them.
