Precious good

I see good in people. Yet I find I consistently attract people into my life who don't. People I like and respect, but they either prefer to dwell in the negative or assume the worst about others way too quickly for my comfort. It's so bothersome.

Ironically, I see the good in them and prefer to dwell on that. That is probably why, on some level, they are in my life.

I will say that sometimes I think I have too much of a pollyanna perspective. This is one of the things people who love me believe, too. They don't say it, but I know they think it. Nancy thinks everyone has potential. Nancy thinks everyone has a chance for a meaningful life. Isn't that precious?

It is to me.

It is to me.

It is me.