We watched an old favourite film yesterday, Pollyanna. In our house, we live by something my dad calls The Pollyanna Theory; there is always something to be glad about in every situation. I kept thinking about something a friend and fellow palliative warrior said to me; that giving up and being negative and bitter is the easy option... optimism is hard. We have to choose every day to look at our broken bodies, the broken world, and see the good. But as Pollyanna points out, when you look for the good in people, you’re sure to see it. My optimism doesn’t just happen automatically. I fight for it, every day. Some days, it’s almost impossible to find. But I get up the next day, and I try again... and again, and again. And I keep finding things to be glad about. Optimism is not weakness or naivety. It’s bravery and strength. Respect the people who see the good in everything, cause honestly? We’re kinda badass 😎 #theincurableoptimist #choosingoptimism #thepollyannatheory https://www.instagram.com/p/CE_oLgZjIvj/?igshid=vxxrn45z8566
