Silver Linings

To call me an optimist is an understatement.

I saw Pollyanna as a child and I decided to make it a personal challenge to always find the bright side of life no matter what.

For those who haven't seen (or read) about Pollyanna she was a fictional character created by Eleanor H Porter in 1913. An Oscar winning film was produced in 1960.
For a full plot summary click here but in a nut shell no matter what happens to her she can always find something to be glad about. Eventually she convinces a worn out and depressed town to adapt her attitude transforming it into a wonderful place to be.

Pollyanna's secret is called "The Glad Game" and at present I am in a super big round!
Yesterday while playing silly buggers with my daughter and her friend I hurt my toe. Exactly how much damage I have done I am not sure, but since there is little that can be done for toes, it doesn't really matter.
Broken or dislocated, swollen or anything else, I just have to let nature take it's course.

As you can imagine there is a fair amount of pain and discomfort involved, especially as I try to look after the girls. Doesn't matter how hard I try I somehow managed to keep bumping it.

So where is the silver lining I hear you ask? How could I possibly find anything in this situation to be glad about you sit there wondering.

Easy I say! Here are the reasons I am glad about for seriously injuring my toe!

1. Catch up time. Being forced to sit and rest means lots of computer time to write and express. This is extra great because I have been rather remiss with my writing lately.
2. Peace and Quiet. My dear mother kindly came and collected the girls for the morning as my poor hardworking husband is at the office this morning. I honestly can not remember the last time I have been able to sit down with out having anyone disturb me.
   
3. This is the clincher. Most of all I am glad that I am lucky enough to have my wonderful mother to help me when I need her the most.

So I want to send a big fairy cuddle over to my wonderful mum. She really is the best.

I am also glad that it is raining as it means I can't feel guilty for not hanging out the washing. Despite my injury I still feel somewhat obliged to attempt some housework. I must point out this is only a very teeny tiny feeling!

In honour of my mother who is exceeds being just good. Even the best is not enough to describe her, here is an article I wrote on What makes a good mother

I must thank d r o u u for the fantastic photo I got it from the stock.xchng