Friday, April 30, 2004

I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable ... But through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing. ~Agatha Christie

We all have bad days. Sometimes it is a bad week, month, or longer. I know, I have had my share, yet somehow through it all I have remained optimistic. I'm not so sure why. I wish I knew the secret.

I guess I can always see some bright spot in things or always realize that as bad as it is for me there is always someone who has it a whole lot worse. I don't mean that to sound like I'm glad someone is in a worse spot than me. I'm not. It is my way of dealing with the situation. Come on Kel, this isn't as bad as it seems. I always try to find things that I can be grateful for even if there doesn't seem to be any.

I'm lucky, on my absolute worst days, I don't have to look to far to see how much I really do have to be grateful for. Every once in awhile it is good to sit back and remember them.

I have a wonderful family, good friends, a nice house, and the best dog. I am healthy. I have had the most amazing opportunity to quit a job I hated to pursue a dream--some people never get that chance. I have clothes to wear and food to eat. My bills are paid. I have a car to drive. I illustrated a book. I can walk, I can sing (horribly), I can dance (pretty bad), I can talk, and I can laugh. I can write and I can draw. And those are just the first things I can thing of.

Another thing that keeps me positive is hope. No matter how rotten things seem, for some reason I can always find that little glimmer of hope that things will get better. It is always there just under the surface bursting to get out like the first buds in spring.

So, I have had two really crummy weeks. They have been full of ups and downs, and doubts and fears, anger and tears, but I refuse to give up. I know that all of this means that good things are right around the corner. So as I look for the light at the end of the tunnel with my security blanket of hope in my hand as bad as all this seems, I am going to remain optimistic. It hasn't failed me yet.
posted by Kelly @ 4/30/2004 09:09:00 AM  
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