Yes, I am one of those… I am thankful to have a glass, forget whether there is something in it or not (because, it is a glass, and that’s a great deal more than most might have.)
I’m an uber-optimist. I see the good in everything, beauty in unlikely places, and positive lessons even when faced with Life’s darker depths. It’s gotten me into trouble on occasion, no doubt – I am also known to be a giver (and not the best receiver.) Codependents might recognize the ring of that bell!
But honestly…I’d rather air on the side of seeing the GOOD in things, and forgiving when “hate” implores it is my only option.
I’m not blissfully unaware.
Nor am I above having bad days, moody moments, fits of tears, or overall stress.
Neither are my lenses completely “rosy” in the oblivious sense of the term – I do see rightly, and I will see both sides, for better and for worse…
But my focus? My FOCUS is going to lean as positively as I can get it to because anger, negativity, hate, and frustration are toxic. They injure ourselves as much as others – “holding onto poison,” as they say, isn’t so far from the truth.
So even when I am having a rough day, or I’m disappointed in myself… Even if something didn’t go “right”...I will do my best to remember I have a glass to begin with, and that’s quite a start, I’d say… I also have a faucet, and it appears to be a limitless wellspring…how about that?
Blessed, and then some.