Big parts of us got broken, parts of our hearts, minds, and beings. Yet we keep getting up, lurching on. We dance with a limp.
Anne Lamott, Hallelujah Anyway: Rediscovering Mercy
Resilience isn’t Annie telling you the sun will come out tomorrow; it’s Annie telling you it might not and helping you up anyway.
I love Anne Lamott. She’s like your childhood pastor if your childhood pastor was super-cool and swore sometimes. A large part of her oeuvre, at least what I’ve read, is focused on resilience. Almost everyone has heard of resilience but few people can actually tell you what it is. It is not Live, Laugh, Loving your way through life like a mindless simpleton. Resilience isn’t Annie telling you the sun will come out tomorrow; it’s Annie telling you it might not and helping you up anyway.
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