Generally, I try and see the good side of life. I try to make a conscious effort to focus on the "pro" side of a graph, rather than the "con," referring to it as my Pollyanna side.
Today was a day where I just couldn't rise above it. Work was so heavy, and I couldn't focus on anything positive. I sent an email to a friend stating "Pollyanna died in her sleep last night."
But, she didn't die... she just decided to stay home from work today.
She met me as a little blonde two year old, running to me with lit up face, so happy I was home from work. She wrapped her dirty-from-being-outside-all-day arms around my neck, and held on for dear life.
She was also in a wonderful summer-is-almost-here dinner of corn on the cob and salad.
And my precious apartment, that stays so cool when the weather is turning warmer.
No, Pollyanna is not dead!
Hurray!
Glad you have that little girl to greet you every night. Nothing sweeter than a child's hug when you have had a hard day.
ReplyDeleteYou know, I think I too used to have a Pollyanna side! When Life was bright and sunny; Dreams were bigger than Big and the Moon was within reach! Ahhh.
ReplyDeleteOh wait. That wasn't me after all ;-) heh, heh, heh...
Oh man.
ReplyDeleteThis made me laugh because I tend to get a lot of "thank you, Pollyanna" comments. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat, DJ? You had me confused for a minute there!
ReplyDeleteLoved this post, too, Lindsay. :O)
I love your precious brain and the way it thinks. This was a great encouragement!
ReplyDeleteThere's nothing wrong with leaving Pollyana at home. Most of the time I leave home before she's even awake :)
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