I was talking to a friend over the weekend and she told me I was one of the most positive people she ever met. Now…I don’t know if that’s true, but I do try to look on the bright side of things. When something bad happens that I have no control over, I feel like I have to make the best of the situation…because it’s going to happen no matter what I do. Why not focus on the positives instead of the negatives?
It’s a struggle…believe me. I wasn’t born with such a positive attitude. It was definitely learned…mostly from my grandmother.
My grandmother, Clara, was quite a woman. She had MS for most of her adult life and it progressively got worse over the years until she was partially paralyzed and had to use a wheelchair to get around. She lost a lot of her eyesight, most of her hearing and a good part of her memory. She had a lot of struggles over the years…but she never complained. Ever. I don’t think I ever heard her say a negative or unhappy word. Well…except that time that her roommate in the nursing home “borrowed” a few dollars from her and didn’t pay her back…but mostly she’d just smile and say “What can I do? There’s no use in complaining about it”. She found joy in the things she could and she never dwelled on what she couldn’t do.
It was a really good lesson to have growing up. That attitude has served me well and it’s made it easier to get through some difficult situations. When life really sucks, I try to just smile and make the best of it…and eventually it sucks just a little bit less. And whenever people ask me how I can stay so positive, I just tell them about my grandmother.
My grandmother passed away last night. She will be missed very much…but I will make sure that I remember what she taught me and I will always look on the bright side of things. Because what else can I do???