Until I was about 12, I was known far and wide as ‘Pollyanna’.
I saw the positive in EVERYTHING.
I could only see ‘possibility’ and never negativity.
I was always smiling unless I was laughing.
Mum received countless compliments on what a lovely happy ball of sunshine I was.
And then . . . .
. . . . it all went to shit.
the World & Life, couldn’t quite blacken me right to the core. I am fairly charred on the outside as I am fully prepared to attest, but on the inside I can still feel a bubbling colourful maelstrom of light & bubbles & fireworks.
And today I was rewarded for this. Today I was given a glimmer of optimism from outside.
And baby I’m going to take it.