I believe there are two types of people in this world. The first are those who experience tragedy and let it consume them. They become angry, bitter, and hardened by the weight of what they’ve lost. Their grief colors everything that follows. Life becomes split into before and after, and the pain becomes the only lens they can see through. They become victims of what happened to them instead of authors of what happens next. Then there are those who take the pain and let it shape them into someth