The reason I called this site positive grit

I am not very experienced at this blogging thing,  but I do have a story to tell as do most people.  This blog is not to sell anything, or gather recipes or crafts (although I do those too).  I have found in my relationships with others (some good, some bad) that EVERYONE has a story.  It may not always be positive or negative, but it usually is a bit of both.  Whatever the story though, we are always learning, and that is why I decided to begin documenting mine and my mother’s journey.

It isn’t easy, and quite honestly, most of the time I feel inadequate.  I don’t post often, but I’m hoping to change that.  In that quest I thought….what IS my direction for this site?  I want to tell my mother’s story without hurting or exposing the mistakes of others in her life.  She is no longer here to give details, and I feel it is wrong to show the follies of others. That is definitely not the point.

The point is…that life can be hard.  Painfully hard.  We experience so much and so differently that sometimes our perception of certain events transfers to the decisions we make presently.  I believe that we all have our own journey, and our journey, and how we choose to experience it, is what leads us to where we are at any given moment.  While my mother getting early onset Alzheimer’s disease was not something I chose, it was instrumental in creating my life.  All that I appreciate today is mostly due to the experiences with my mother.  I often wonder where I would be had she not been sick, and I feel that I would have been in a very different place – and it wouldn’t be positive.  This experience gave me the courage, perseverance, and empathy that I have now.

I called this site positive grit because the hardships we experienced, while not positive, ended up being positive in the outcome.  There are so many things I would have taken for granted, and it would have made me soft.  Ok.  I’m still soft.  But the outcomes from the negative aspect of illness were most definitely positive.  And I’m proud of that.

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