Okay, so am I the only one who’s forgotten that people watch and listen to what we say? I totally forgot. And they do! They really, really, really do! The people we live life with pay close attention. They’re even mindful of who we are and how we conduct ourselves. It’s a scary thought. It’s always good to find out that I’m being listened to and that friends are paying attention to what I have to say. I appreciate their thoughtfulness. Recently my simple words of encouragement got me singled out. I got a verbal hand slap. I was shocked! I was just conversing with the people around me when I was called out for routinely standing up for others.
It wasn’t gossip.
I refuse to call it that because I was being positive.
Apparently, I see the good in everyone. It’s a news flash people, sit up and take notice.
It was brought to my attention the other day. I’m still trying to make sense of it all. It seems that I come off as being a bit too positive and rational. This tragedy has allowed others to see the goodness inside the human beings we share life with daily.
Tisk tisk tisk!
Then to further perpetuate the situation, I also have the audacity to then share everyone’s best qualities, unknowingly, to others when names come up. I guess the instigator sees me as entirely too positive.
Who do I think I am? Gesh, the nerve of myself.
I know, I’m sorry.
No, I’m not.
I just don’t see any other way. I’ve known a few Debbie Downers in my lifetime and I love’em. I tend to take them on as projects to some degree. I try to help them see the goodness that life has to offer and not the yuck of it all. I’ve listened to their ho hums and it makes me sad to hear that they aren’t enjoying much. It affects me and I want them to change. Life’s too short.
I wanna shout, “Grab the horns people, let’s go! We’ve got stuff to do and simply no time to do it in.”
I’m a positive person. I like to see the goodness in everyone else, shoot me right where I stand.
The woman who called me out on it is also an extremely positive person. Quiet frankly, I see her as the Positive Polly way more often than I see myself. I mean honestly, we both tend to wear those pretty Positive Polly pants as often as possible. So when she called me out I was shocked, yet then kinda proud of myself, cause I know what scurries around my brian most days.
I also see the annoying things that people do, the nutty way they live their lives and the choices that they make, but I can’t dwell on it. I have plenty of my own bad choices, so I refuse to start picking up sticks and poking eyes.
Does being so positive leave me vulnerable towards falling for anything? I suppose it does, but I’d like to think I see through muck. I was born with a keen ability for being able to shuffle through the B.S. My parents did not raise a fool. I’m happy to see the good in everyone and to pass your goodness on to others, but don’t be fooled. I am well aware of the shenanigans of others. I do my best not to judge.
It’s a daily reminder for me not to judge anyone. I’ve been on the other side of judgement and it hurts. I’ve taken what I’ve learned over the years and tried to make an effort to see commendable aspects of the people around me. I try to amplify their positive traits in hopes that they will hear of it. My hope is that they’ll then try harder to be the person I know they truly are. I suppose in the end I do wear pretty Positive Polly pants a lot, it could be worse.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Wear your positive polly pants proudly! I gravitate to positive people, and the world needs people like you to to offset the negative energy of the downers.
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It takes all shapes and sizes, Geanie!! 🙂
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This is unrelated but I noticed you were following my blog over at crawfordwritingblog.com – I wanted to let you know that I’ve switched it from a wordpress.com site to a wordpress.org site, which means if you want to keep following my blog, could you kindly go over there and click the new follow button?
Thanks so much! 🙂
Sara
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Thanks for the heads up! I will do that!
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I think you’re inspiring.
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Thanks. I’m glad that those feelings came away with you verses the “she thinks she’s so great”. I’m always happy to see a comment from you. I always think of our conversation over saddling up the steer. 🙂
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Well, of course I thought you were conceited. Kidding! There are so many times when after having a conversation with someone I realize I could have been a lot more positive and changed my focus so I’m happy when I hear of others who have that gift for the rest of us to learn from 🙂
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🙂 I’m glad I shook you up a bit. No worries, it’s hard for all of us.
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Missed the exchange wherein you were judged and found too positive, but that is hard to fathom as a problem. Sounds more like the complainer was perhaps having an off day. Is it on a previous post? Curious minds…
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I was being teased at work, no real danger. I suppose she wanted me to see things a bit more negatively. Not a chance!
Oh I could write a story about it…lol. Thanks for defending me, Brenda. You rock!
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Glad you continue positive. Maybe she felt threatened.
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Maybe, but I hope she was just poking fun. I’m an easy target and enjoy the banter. If she feels threatened, I’d just roll over and let her rub my belly. (If I was a golden retriever, that is.) I pick my battles. 🙂
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I think Positive Polly is plumb great! The professor, you know, is positive until he has to war, that is.
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I do hope you’re speaking of me, a Positive Polly, and not the other woman who is a Positive Polly… The Professor is plumbtastically pleasing and punchyish, too.
Oh I know, it’s one of your best qualities! (as if I know them all). War? Oh my, are you fitting your armor, warrior? Shall the women get their scarves? (Mine’s red.) 😀
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Of course the professor is! I like plumtastically… Might add it to the Punchy argot list, I think–if you don’t mind!
Haha, yes! The professor is a warrior. Did I mention that before? (yes, and get me a red scarf too.)
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😀 Well I thought I’d check. Why is it that when I comment to you I use plumby words in the first place? I do not mind.
Yes, professor, yes you did. I need to stop remembering what you say, it doesn’t seem to help move the conversation along. 😉 (Only if you promise to wear it.)
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Because the professor is professorish?
Of course I’d wear it–at times.
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Yes, I suppose.
At times, phooey. 😀
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Keep being positive, Audrey! I am positive too! The alternative is much too gloomy! Carpe Diem, World! As Buffy said to Willow, “Because tomorrow you could be dead.” 😉
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Oh, this woman was teasing me. I shall keep on!
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