Celebrating the Malleable Reality.

Someone left a comment the other day, on my other (private) blog.  It was about my father and some of the drama that went down and has been bothering me for the past week - and, it knocked me for a loop.

"You are a good, strong person."

I sat and stared at it for a few minutes, not sure what to do with it.  See, this isn't the type of comment I would typically see from someone.  On more than one occasion, I have been told that I am a highly negative human being.  Sometimes this is said by a friend who is truly concerned and sometimes this is said by a friend who is telling me this as they close the door on me.  And, who could blame them? I tend to take a negative view on things.  Glass is half empty, etc.

But, I'm trying very, very hard to be positive.  I am catty, I am overly sarcastic, I am damning.  I can never just sit still for a minute and enjoy everything that there is to enjoy all around me.

So, I've been working on that, and I am seeing the positive benefits.  It's toxic, being that negative.  It takes work.  Now, I'm certainly no saint, and I still have my moments of negativity...I'm trying and it's working.  And, that comment.  I'm a good, strong person?  Me?  You sure you left that comment in the right Livejournal? 

I am flattered by it, and glad.  I don't want to be the nasty person.  There are plenty of nasty people out there - the world won't miss just one.

I want to see the good in people and have them see the good in me.

How about you?


“Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours”