A Word On Optimism And How Bad Days Make Things Better

Journal Thoughts

Because the glass isn’t half-empty, you’re just more hydrated now.

Darling Darla (Obviously not pictured on the beautiful 60 degree day.)

It is the middle of January in New England, yet it was a balmy 60 degrees the other day. Although this is a sure sign of climate change, I took advantage of the warming Earth and went walking with my dogs.

It was when I was walking my big lug of a Bernese Mountain Dog, Darla, that I seemed to have a moment with myself. I suddenly had felt the urge to stop in the middle of the road and close my eyes. I’m not sure if it was the sun beaming onto my face or the wind’s warm gusts, but in that moment, everything felt at peace.