reason

My husband, sweet man that he is, sees life through a somewhat cynical lens. He's optimistic, but data-driven, if that makes any sense. MBA that he is, he can whip up a spreadsheet right quick, filled with empirical evidence that supports his Eeyore-ish stance. Want to approach him with a different point of view? Data please, and STAT. 

My world view is wildly somewhat different. Pollyanna that I am, I tend to see the world through rose-tinted glasses. By that I mean that I believe that people are good, and that they can (and will) do great things, given the right opportunity and circumstances. It's a belief system that isn't borne out by past experiences so much as an inborne personality trait. That, and the deep underpinnings of faith that hold me aloft, even when experience might suggest otherwise. 

Two birds of very different feathers, perched on the same branch. How is that possible, you ask?

I can't say for sure, but I'm thinking it's probably Hope that balances things out, that provides the harmony among faith and reason. And humor, there's that. Plus lots of love and laughter…blessings for which I'm so very grateful.

P.S. The quill pens (from Rome) are only tangentially related, but I loved them so much that I decided to drop them into this entry.