The optimist fell ten stories.
And at each window bar
He shouted to his friend below:
“I'm all right so far!”
Author unknown
That's me, in these troubled times. I'm all right so far.
My parents got married in 1932, in the middle of the Great Depression. They worked for a pittance as hired farm hands.
They survived, and went on to have good and happy lives.
I come from a long line of survivors. So does my husband.