Words to Live by:

When was the last time you rose, victorious, like a phoenix from the ashes?

Anyone can be burned, crushed, consumed. But not everyone chooses to rise. Grace is the air that turns our cinders to ashes and our ashes to wings. Rise. Then rise again.

This is how I choose to live my life - as a phoenix.  I choose not to give up or give in.  I choose to soar.  Do you want to soar with me?