We are living in crazy times. From shootings to shutdowns, drug overdoses to poverty, and racial and political divides, there are lots of stories out there that frustrate, sadden and enrage me. But there are tons of good stories out there too. A lot of them don’t make the news, and sometimes you have to look a little harder to see them, but not a day goes by that I don’t meet someone or hear about something that fills me with hope, gratitude or reaffirms my faith in humanity. Stories of courage, of good people doing good things, of brave folks overcoming tremendous odds, and of small and large gestures of generosity and ingenuity that emphasize the kind in humankind.
I am starting this blog to share those stories. I am dedicating myself to writing about something positive, inspiring, heartwarming or all of the above every day for a year, starting with today, my birthday. I will share some of my own experiences and observations, but I promise this will not just be about me. My goal is to showcase some of the amazing people I know and meet on my travels, who fill me with hope for the world my kids will inherit, even as plenty of things seem to be threatening it.
I have always been a pretty happy and optimistic person, but I also felt like most things came pretty easily to me and my optimism was never really tested. That changed in 2014 when I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, but I can honestly say that while the ride was decidedly bumpy at times, more good than bad has come out of my battle with the Big C. I now travel the country sharing my story with patients and medical providers, giving me a platform for my inner standup comic wannabe I have seen all of the good karma I put out into the world come back to me tenfold, just when I needed it most. I got to see how adept my neighbors are at making trays of rigatoni, how resilient my kids are, and how seriously my hubby took the vow of “in sickness and in health.” And I got to see how strong I am, summoning resources I didn’t even know I had. I went from feeling betrayed by my body to being awed by how well it rebounded from everything that was done to it. I now embrace my gray hairs and bad knees because they sure beat the alternative.
I don’t think my positivity and humor helped me beat cancer, but they sure made the journey more palatable. And that is something we all need – reminders of the bright side of life. I want to inspire folks and remind them that there is still so much good in the world. I hope to provide links and resources for folks who want to get more involved in some of the initiatives and resources I feature on my blog, and I want to share some of the good karma I see on a daily basis. Writing about positive things every day may seem like a tall order, but I am confident I will never run out of material.