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I am grateful for having the genes of an optimist…

and all the joy they bring…

making every day I wake up 

feel like the very first day of Spring

In these troubled times may we all be blessed to be optimists 

with all the sadness and heartache each day we’re suffering from

because optimists know the difficulties we have ahead of us

but believe they can be overcome

We currently live in a world where hatred and prejudice

make it easy to be a pessimist…

where many people are desperately trying to survive…

so it’s up to us to do our best…to keep optimism alive.

I like think of myself as an optimist…I try to stay upbeat every day…

It helps me to keep going when things don’t go my way.

It’s not that bad things don’t happen to me…

that my life is without misfortune or strife… 

It’s that my optimism helps reminds me I’m only having a bad day

in what is still a wonderful life.

I’m not dismissing pessimism…in it’s own way it can be a useful attribute.

The Wright Brothers (two optimists) created the airplane…

While Louis-Sébastien Lenormand from France 

(who I assume was a pessimist) invented the parachute.

I’m not an expert…it’s possible pessimists may be right…

but I say with some confidence and pride

optimism makes for a much more enjoyable ride.

So I will stick with optimism…I’ll try my best to waltz through every pain 

and when bad weather visits…I’ll go dancing in the rain.

And at this time in history when evil has darkened our world 

when it’s difficult to see the light…

I’ll find my optimism…my hope for the future

In the stars that shine at night.

I believe there are more optimists out there…

those who on a cloudy day can find the sun.

The proof for me is close to home… you see I married one.

If you need more proof of optimism…

the next time you’re depressed…or find yourself in a pinch…

remember the modern pencil is 7 inches long…

while the eraser…is only half an inch.

In this day and time I’m grateful for optimism:

With so many things happening in the world…

so many wars and prejudices and daily threats…

optimism is understanding tomorrow is a new day…

with no mistakes within it yet.

Deborah and I feel blessed to be optimists…

to be able to find a bright spot in every day.

Blessed because we have never had to work on this…

we were both lucky to be born this way.

For instance: the realist in us knows we’ve reached a point as we grow older every year

where our eyesight fades a little more and it’s a little harder for us to hear.

But as optimists these two things have never bothered neither Deborah nor me…

It tends to make us look at life a little closer at life and listen a little more carefully.

The realist in us knows we've slowed down…we tire more easily

we are no longer that young energetic maiden or that young and vibrant chap…

but as optimists we find solace in our new rhythm…and comfort in a nap.

The realist in us knows we forget things more often now…much more than we use to…

But as optimists we realize this also makes so many things seem brand new. 

The realist in us sees this old couple

whose body parts don’t work as good as they did when we were small….

but as optimists we’re constantly amazed 

we have any body parts that work at all.

Yes, we’ve blessed with the ability to find the happiness inherent in every day

and looking back… as two old optimists…

we wouldn’t have wanted our lives to be…

any other way