We named Rose after my sister.
Her nickname is Rose because she seems to come through any situation successfully and unscathed like the saying ” came out smelling like a rose.”
We marvel at the tricks my sister manages…the best seats at a play, the best parking space…
But really it is about attitude. She expects things to turn out well.
She drives to where she wants to park until a space opens up.
She inquires about better seats sweetly and gets them.
She trusts the universe. So does my Rose.
Rose expects people to be their best. She sees their best qualities.
She and my sister both enjoy every situation without reserve or dread.
It’s not self-confidence really, it’s world confidence.
They trust the universe. Call it blessed or good Karma.
They are Roses. I need to think more like a Rose.