The concept of resiliency intrigues me. Why are some people able to rise above all sorts of hardships and others sink into themselves? I came from an abusive home and it gave me resolve to treat my children with love and care. The religion that was forcibly fed to me made me question, think, and choose my faith in a different manner. My journey took years and perhaps a more healthy individual would see life more directly and with less angst and skepticism. But the difficulties I encountered that shattered me left the world multifaceted with a million prisms of light. It opened up possibilities. Endings became beginnings (I borrow this idea from another blogger whom I conversed with today). I feel damaged and scarred but also remade.