Feeling low having an opportunity taken away from me, or perhaps one which was never to be mine to begin with, and dejectedly standing here gazing at the road that surely leads to the lesser esteemed. I wonder if my life is to be condemned to one of a caretaker, residing in her vain little world of endless commodity and mindless activities; admired by some, undermined by many. Teaching gave me much value and anything lesser hence after is never in my plan. We are all made to build something. Inevitably, I believe that when God closes one door, another will certainly open for me. Yes. It will.
