I admit it. I’m a Pollyanna of sorts (by others’ definitions). I prefer to see the glass half-full instead of half-empty. If life rains on my parade, I’ll open an umbrella. Something not going my way? I’ll chalk it up to a lesson learned. Am I hopelessly happy when tough times come? Not really. But I know, too, that even …
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