I would undoubtedly be classified as an eternal optimist. Born with constellations in my eyes, I tend to only focus on the exciting possibility of any given potential situation, ignoring the pink flags that I’m sure won’t deepen into crimson. No doubt that is why God gave me my husband. Opposites attract. Don’t get me wrong; he is no Eeyore, but he is a realist, whom I affectionately call the tether to this hot air balloon. One of the wonderful attributes to being an eternal optimist is that we are possibility thinkers. I would definitely say that I am an …
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