How is it that I was blessed with such a joyful spirit?

A sparkling, shiny, sunny, spirit –

Why me?

I continue to be amazed by the ordinary, the everyday,

seeing the world with the eyes and spirit of a child – with amazement.

Many others seem to be so morose and melancholy  –

Always expecting  the worst.

I do get sad – don’t get me wrong, but it’s hard to keep me down,

and soon my spirit soars once again.

I never resolved to be so upbeat, but luckily

my Mom passed this joyful spirit to me –

the best trait she gave  me –

the capacity to stay optimistic – to see the silver lining,

to look on the bright side, to see the sweet in the bitter.

My life has been filled with anguish and heartache that

could have  destroyed me, but I am resilient

and have always found my way back to my

joyful spirit. I am fortunate.

I am blessed with a joyful spirit.