I’ve been through a lot of difficult times that I’ve kept in little boxes. There’s nothing better for living a beautiful, chosen life than boxes of memories. You carefully store in the beautiful, the pretty, the magical. Then you throw inside all the others: the ugly, the sad, the grumpy, the unhappy. Finally, you add a handful of smiles, laughter, jokes, joy and sweetness. You stir it all up gently. And there you have it, the beautiful woman that I am now.