Success, love, faith...No, wait a minute.

Love, faith success-better, but...

Faith, love, success. There we go.

A wrangling of my priorities into the right order. Harder than it looks.

This will make me stronger. I know it will. I'll be damned if I'm backing out now, I've already planned the party.

Strong is good. Hard-hearted is terribly inadequate for me. It's tough skinned, the old ticker is. But it's not solid brick. Yet. Work with me here, ok?