Why I Am Positive?

As a child, I learned prematurely that in order to have a happy life one, I must first train their, my mind to see the good in every situation. I was taught that being positive is ultimately a choice and the quality of your, my thoughts have the ability to alter the amount of happiness within your, my life. Once one begins training their mind to see the good in everything that transpires, better opportunities will present themselves. Seeing the positive in a situation shifts the circumstance around, in contrary, seeing only the negative leads to a negative outcome. Retraining the mind to see the positive in every situation begins with taking cognizance of the fact that the incident can be more malign than it is. There is scientific data that …show more content…
Over the years, my mother has taught me the idea of training my mind to see the positive in everything, but I was unable to truly apply the message until I was twelve years old. I still remember the pain felt when hearing that my grandmother passed away, it was early morning April 3, 2010. As soon as I was informed of the dreadful news, a feeling of anger and negativity swept over me. In the beginning, I was livid because my grandmother was no longer here failing to realize that this meant she is now in a better place. My mother continuously attempted to remind me of the positive within the situation, but I refused to accept it. It was not until I had a dream with my grandmother that I remembered what my mother has been teaching me over the years. As I began training my mind to see the positive in her passing away, I felt at peace. No longer did I have anger and I did not weep, for I accepted that this was better for her. I became so accustomed to this idea of living that I have become immune to the reason behind seeing the positive in everything. It was not until my mother’s friend Kenya came to Florida for a visit recently that I remembered the importance of this idea. Kenya has multiple sclerosis, which is a disease in which the insulating covers of the nerve cells in the brain and spinal cord are damaged. During the car ride home, she told me how her disease made her feel at the beginning as opposed to how it makes her feel now. In the beginning, discovering that she had the disease led her to become severely depressed. She constantly questioned God asking “Why Me?” not understanding why she had to be diagnosed with such a disease. The main thought consuming her mind was her children, she wondered what would happen to them if something were to happen to her. She viewed everything from a negative viewpoint, her medicine seemed to be insufficient and in no way aided her pain. As the days