Two of my family are having a stressful time and last weekend was a very difficult few days for them. I found myself trying to cheer them up over the phone and trying to make them more positive. For every negative thought have two positive ones was my advice.
Later I thought do I take my own advice and on reflection I think I do. I don't want to dwell on it but a while back after 24 years my husband left and whilst I was devastated I have refused ever to think of it as a failure it is more than half of my life (just) and to simply push it aside would be wrong and many of my life experiences would simply not have happened and most important of all I would not have our daughter, my best friend.
A simple example is the picture I opened my door to on Saturday morning. Many years ago my husband planted lots of bulbs in the hedgerow opposite our house and each spring is marked by their appearance. Last year when I didn't want to see them I felt like pulling them all up but this year I smiled to myself and saw them as the birth of spring, a beautiful blanket of colour. Yes I am blessed.