The Story Behind “Accept The Good”

I remember, as a child, when something bad or substandard would happen (I’m talking about a lost toy, a fight with a friend, or a rough day at school – not 2020 bad), my dad would look down at me with his big, blue eyes and gently say “Oh, cutie … we’ll just have to accept the good.” Now, I should clarify – I was a bit of a spitfire. I am an only child and, back then, I didn’t like to hear the word “no.” So when sweet Frank would tell me to look for the good, instead of commiserating with me – knowing the child I was (ahem, and the adult I can be) I would huff and puff, pouting as I walked away to go right the wrong. I remember he would always chuckle, smiling his whole face smile, and leave me with “one day, I hope you do.” 

Now, as an adult, a wife, and a mother of two very active little humans – his advice echoes loudly in the undercurrent of my days. Don’t blink, soak it in, accept the good. I am so thankful that he instilled in me the idea that sometimes you have to look for the good, but it’s always there. Of course, back then, I didn’t understand his thoughtful insight, I just wanted to fix the fight with my friend, or find my lost doll. Oh, Dad – you were so patient as I grew and began to understand this concept. There are days that it’s still a downright challenge, but I hear your voice, and I see your big beautiful eyes as I close my tight and cling to what feels good – accepting it and holding it close. Holding you close. 

The beauty of your words and the belief behind your life lesson has kept me afloat during the hardest times of your illness. The silver lining always finds a way to show itself, even if you have to look through the rain to see it. Thanks for always encouraging me to look for the light, Dad. Thanks for coming up with such a potent and profound idea and infusing it in to who you are and how you see the world. I am so lucky I got to be a part of your beautiful life. And, because of you – I will always, always accept the good.

xx Rachael