We love heroic stands against overwhelming odds. We cheer on defiant charges against insurmountable opponents. Win, lose, or draw, facing the impossible is the stuff of which legends are born.
I have created a legacy. I am famous, but for what? When we have left the stage of life, what will others say of our performance?
Honestly, “Walking in a winter wonderland” is not by any stretch of my imagination a fun thing to do. Glistening snow is beautiful to look at from inside a warm house, but certainly not when you are walking in it. Those little white flakes of evil falling down will never be a “beautiful sight” that makes me “happy tonight” and it is certainly not something in which I want to “frolic and play the eskimo way”.