It's all good.
Um ... no it's not. It's not all good. It's never all good.
I'm not a fan of that phrase because it paints a false picture and gives unrealistic expectations and it's just plain not true.
I work hard to stay positive and look on the bright side. I mean, it doesn't cost anything to be positive, right? I know someone who gets a headache and assumes he has a tumor. I get a headache and take a motrin and keep it moving. I just choose to be positive.
What I have discovered is that just because I choose to expect the sunshine that doesn't mean a little rain won't still fall. I'm discovering that there is no way to appreciate the good in life without a little bad. Whenever my guy and I have a tiff (yeah, a tiff ... shut up I'm old) I'm predicting the end. I want it to be all good, so when it's not I think it should be over. We are so different from each other that occasional disagreements are bound to occur. It's funny that after almost five years I'm just discovering that. Drifty. I told you. Every disagreement is not a deal breaker.
I've mentioned a few times how I've been hating my job lately. Well, this morning I was greeted with a very complimentary email which was also sent to the prez. It brought tears to my eyes. Honestly, that 3-line email meant more to me than the 4-figure bonus I got at Christmas time. That 3-line email gave me what I needed to get through the day. Hell, that 3-line email somehow got me to bring home the latop and work well into the evening. And even though I'm not necessarily loving my job I'm recognizing that there is good among the bad.
So kids what have we learned? It's not all good ... but that ain't all bad.