Rose Colored Glasses

Susie

Life can be tough. These are wild times—uncertain, chaotic, even a little scary. So much of what’s happening around us is out of our hands.

The world? Absolutely bananas.

Control? Practically non-existent.
Stress? Through the roof.
Gray hairs? Multiplying like bunnies at a drum circle.

 

 

 

But here’s the one sacred truth in this cosmic carnival:  You still get to choose your vibe.


You can’t control the chaos, but you can control how you groove through it.

Your mindset.
Your attitude.
Your reaction when your coffee spills, your kid calls you crying, and your brother asks for “just one more favor.”

 

That’s why I proudly rock my rose-colored glasses—literally and metaphorically. I snagged them on Etsy for $12, and they pair perfectly with nervous breakdowns and taco Tuesdays.

But it’s more than a quirky accessory. It’s a decision.
A commitment to seeing light in the dark.
A rebellious little act of optimism in a cynical world.


A Quick Story… (aka That One Day I Could’ve Lost It, But Didn’t)

A few years ago, I was working a brutal ER shift. One of those 12-hour marathons where the coffee machine breaks, three patients curse at you before noon, and someone tries to hand you a used tissue as a thank-you. You know… magical.

Midway through that mess, a young woman came in—beat up, bruised, scared. She barely spoke above a whisper. Beside her was her 6-year-old daughter, holding a ragged stuffed bunny and wearing sparkly rain boots on the wrong feet. The little girl looked around the room, smiled at me, and said,
“You have happy eyes.”

Happy eyes.

In the middle of all that heartbreak and exhaustion, this tiny human saw something good in me. And I realized—my attitude, my energy, my vibe—it mattered. Even when everything else felt out of control.

That moment stuck with me. Still does.


I do my best to see the glass half full, to find the good, even when things feel heavy. When life hands me lemons? I don’t just make lemonade—I spike it, salt the rim, and throw a dance party in the kitchen while wearing fuzzy socks and blasting Fleetwood Mac.

 

Because here’s the secret:
Perspective changes everything.

 

The world doesn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful. Sometimes it just takes a little shift in your lens to see the magic hiding in the madness. So yeah—life is messy, unpredictable, and weird. But you are still in the driver’s seat. Even if the GPS is glitchy and your emotional support lava lamp is running on low goo.

 

 

Put on those rose-colored glasses.
They won’t fix everything.
But they’ll sure make the world look a whole lot more GROOVY.

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