Focus on the positive, like sunrises. 

I slept in until 9:30 a.m. Monday. I only do that maybe twice in a year. When I woke up, the red glow of a brilliant winter sunrise peeked into the bedroom window. It is Martin Luther King Day and I have nowhere to be, nothing that was expected of me before sunrise. My partner already let the dogs out for their morning constitutional and fed them, and woke me with a cup of fresh coffee in bed. I feel spoiled and appreciate the moment, for life is good.

Life is good as long as I choose to think about it that way, as long as I focus on the positive things, big and small. Lately, this has not always been the case. There are many reasons to get beat down, feel “a state of mental or emotional strain or tension resulting from adverse or very demanding circumstances.” That is verbatim the dictionary definition of stress. Need I go into it? I see it in the faces of people, or rather, just in their eyes since the rest is usually covered by a mask. People dealing with the many effects of being denied the very things that keep them mentally and physically sound and healthy. People who are just tired of dealing with all the stressors created by the pandemic disruption of normalcy and an accumulation of blows to their lives while denied access to their usual coping mechanisms.

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