This Day Is Mine

THIS IS the day that belongs to me, for it was given to me early in the morning, freely and without obligation. The moment that I accepted the gift, I accepted the responsibility for its growth. I received it in good condition, fresh and young and clean, and now that it is mine, I can choose what kind of day it will become. I can make it ugly by deciding to be miserable, or I can make it beautiful by deciding to be glad.