Optimistic, but not Pollyannish
I’m optimistic, but not pollyannish.
Most of us have heard the term Pollyanna, but you’re probably like me and don’t know where the term came from.
The original Pollyanna was a character in a 1913 novel, who suffered a bunch of bad things in life, but always tried to find something good in every bad situation. Something to make her glad.
So much so that her bright and sunny disposition could drive normal people crazy with her cheerfulness.
Like I said, I’m optimistic. I think that the future will be better than the present. Especially in bad times, but even in good ones.
But I’m also realistic. Which is perhaps what separates me from our new friend Pollyanna. When something is bad about a situation, I don’t try to pretend it’s not bad. What I do is try to figure out how to rescue a bad situation, how to make it better, how to improve what we’ve got.
With the coronavirus, we’ve got a bad situation. No question. And while most of us will never get the disease, we’re going through some hard times because many people are.
But what we can do is ask how we can bring whatever resources we have to improve our area of the world until this blows over.
What resources do you have?
What can you do with those resources?
And when can you do it?