Onward, inward

Today I met a woman who on the surface had everything--beauty, brains, money, and a picture-perfect body. She also had a pattern of being with men who verbally and physically abused her.

She said to me: "There's a song that goes, 'I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life.'"

"I know it," I said.

"Well, that's what I'm waiting for."

"Then you're going to be waiting a very long time," I replied.

She looked startled. "What do you you mean?"

"Before someone can give you that day," I said, "you have to be able to give that day to yourself."