I received an email this week announcing that the job opening I had hoped to fill in the fall had been closed until further notice. Probably budget considerations, etc. 

Standing there reading the email on my cell phone, I wasn't sure if the message was good news or bad news. 

I guess it's bad news, if that's the job I wanted for fall. Or maybe good news because it means something better is coming or that I can use the next few months to prepare for the re-opening.

Well, I decided, I might as well decide that the email is good news... 

If I'm not sure what it means then might as well decide it's for the best.

This seemed like a good attitude to take for all emails.

Whatever it is, I've decided to take the attitude that it is good news.

There seems to be a split second between getting news and then deciding what it means. Since that little gap exists why not decide that it's all working in your favor. 

Because either it is or by deciding that it is your mind will go to work at making this a win for you.

My birthday this year landed on the same day as the terror attacks in Paris. It was a hard birthday. I spent the day checking on friends in France and holding my breath for the hostages.

All I wanted to do was have a cup of coffee and some soup with Fluff that day. I didn't know she had already had a massive stroke.

She died in the best way. One stroke and then out. She lived right and died right. Rather than getting old in a way that required everyone to take care of her, she lived for taking care of others. She asked for so little and would flip over with glee when you had time for tea. I want to be like her. If I have the luxury to grow old, I want to be loving on everyone too. I know how good it felt to experience unconditional love.