Titans, they are.
They say that bad things always comes in threes. Well, I just got the call about my 3rd one this afternoon. Our local Market Center’s been challenged this last week and this call broke it down for me.
The toughest part about being an eternal optimist is that you’re, well, eternally optimistic. You’re always seeing the bright side of things. You live in rose-colored glasses.
This call. This one shook that resolve. It got me crying and wondering about all that optimism.
I believe that everything always works out. It does. And yet that journey to it “working out” can be a trying one.
Here’s to these Titans and that day in the near future when we can rest easy.