Positive. It’s a great word. Put it next to anything and it’s even better.
All good things, right?
Yeah, that’s what I used to think too.
Then there came a time when positive wasn’t a good thing and putting it next to something made it worse.
(excerpt from Beyond Breathing)
That’s not positive.
But I was.
Even though I had no idea what the future held for my son, I knew I had a choice. I could spiral into a pool of fear, negativity and depression or I could face the unknown through a positive lens. My narrative would directly impact my son and a realistic positive tone would be the sound he’d hear.
In time, I learned to turn positive back into something good. In time, I learned that if I searched hard enough, even when I was at the point of a breakdown, there is something positive to hang on to. There has to be. Life is worth every breath and a positive approach is worth the emotional effort.
Having both children test “positive” to cystic fibrosis was undeniably a negative.
But choosing to make their lives positive, full of optimism, love, and adventure ended up proving to them, as well as me, that challenges you face are yours to overcome.
Life hits you hardest when you’re not looking. The choice of what you do with that is totally up to you. It will make all the difference in the road ahead.
Each step, either positive or negative, will lead you farther down that path.
Which direction do you choose?