I once called my grandmother after a rough day at college and vented all of my frustrations. After listening to me, she told me to find an alley (I was in Hollywood, CA). She then asked me if I knew what humans could learn from Angel's Wings. She told me,"Their feathers are strong enough to maintain their shape, but flexible enough to go wherever God takes them." Since then, whenever I am going through a difficult time I just remember to be like a feather.