We have been to hell and back. We have been up and down. We have found out how strong we are. The things that define us are on the inside. The iron will to survive. The softness towards the innocents in this world. The delight in all things wonderous. Yes that is the life of our people.
Lo, there do I see my father. Lo, there do I see my mother. And my sister and my brother Lo, there do I see the line of my people Back to the beginning. Lo, they do call to me. They bid me take my place among them In the halls of Valhalla Where the brave may live forever.
Never give up. Never give in. Never. Never.
Joy is your inheritance. Strength is your inheritance. Be joyful this Yule. When the wild wind howls know that you are part of it!