I’m still trying to figure it out whether you predict your fate or choose it. There is something familiar with my present life. When young, I was the canvas and life was painted on me, too busy to understand how it as it unfolded. The strings were being pulled and I was happy to dance to the songs. The music stopped for now and I stand at the top looking out at the valleys. Are they opportunities or hazards, much time for reflection but it is now the time to take the lead, to move out and know that what brought me to this day has properly prepared me for the challenge.