“...A body pocked by landmines left by a lifetime of war? And yet I have survived. To be here. Right here. Right now. Have I made it to this point so that finally—for once—I can see myself clearly? The sunlight glimmers. This same light, this same mountain that watches over us in the near distance will still be here long after I am gone. Shouldn’t I view myself—shouldn’t we all view ourselves—as eternally majestic?” Self EsteemAging Book:That's What Friends Are For Source: That's What Friends Are For