Optimism seems to be in short supply over here some days. Optimism and hope kinda go hand in hand. Over the last two years, every time I have been hopeful, hope has been dashed.
It is hard to keep going through that and still be optimistic.
So instead of writing about things I am optimistic about, I am going to write about things I am thankful for.
I am so thankful for the sun that is shining. The sun provides me with warmth and strength. It signals to be that – perhaps- better days will come, just as it is signals that harshness of the winter is over, and the spring brings new opportunities with it.
I am thankful, each and every day for my kids. They too, are like the sun, full of energy and warmth. They bring me joy and love each and every day.
I am thankful for my mom, who is always there for me. Like the sun rises after a long, dark night, she is my constant and steadying force. She gives me strength, love and lots of room to grow.
I am thankful for me. I am grateful that when I feel empty and lost, there is always that spark that rekindles me, keeps me going and reminds me how strong I am.