If the past couple of months have taught us anything, it’s that we are resourceful. We adapt to new circumstances and find new ways to handle what is being thrown at us. Now that Christmas has been taken from us, it’s time to be resourceful once more. I’m sure we’re creative enough to make Christmas as joyful as ever. Because we are invincible. Unconquered.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
W.E. Henley
Alix in Wonderland 