Wanted: one large bottle of optimism

Don’t you wish, some days, that you could just go buy a bottle of the stuff?

Sometimes, especially when we’re facing changes that might not entirely be by our choice, and things just seem to be stuck in some eternal  plateau where we can’t seem to get going forward again, we run short on optimism.

So why is optimism even important?

Optimism is the force that keeps us moving forward in the face of adversity.  It keeps us motivated to continue trying to succeed and find solutions, even after repeated failure.  It’s like a form of energy, and it is important when obstacles to a project are confronted, over and over again.

So what happens if we run out of optimism?

Well, we’re defeated by those obstacles.  If we’re truly at the end of the line with optimism, we’ll actually give up and go away.  If it’s a temporary deficit, then we are apt to regroup, recharge, and come back again with a fresh dose of optimism.  That’s why a continual supply is so important.

The real trick is to maintain that supply…indefinitely.  Most of us have a automatic recharging function, it seems to happen whenever we smile or laugh or sleep or dream…or maybe even breathe.  Even so, sometimes those automatic chargers let us down, and there we are…fresh out of optimism.

That’s the value of a partner.  If we’re lucky, our partner doesn’t hit the optimism deficit zone at the same time we do.  We’re each other’s cheering squad, ensuring a steady supply of that critical stuff.

That’s when we sit back, take a deep breath, and let that cheering energy wash over us, dousing us completely in that optimism.  If we’re smart, we’ll remember to appreciate our partner’s gift to us in our hour of need…and we’ll reciprocate in the future when they are the one in need of that large bottle of optimism.


About giascott

Writer, blogger, cook, grandmother, mother, wife, radio personality, outdoor enthusiast, dog enthusiast, crafter, artist, and part-time nut~~I've earned a lot of t-shirts in my day! I'm one of those crazy independent women who can cut down a tree, build you a shed, sew you a dress, cook your dinner, make some soap, pitch a tent, build a fire, catch some fish, dig in the garden, chase a kid or two, write you a poem, paint you a picture, and a dozen other things...just don't ask me to sing! I'm also embarking on a relatively new portion of my life, one of being disabled. I'm learning some lessons along the way about a lot of things too.
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