Is the glass half-full, or half-empty?
This is a tough one. I could go either way on this. One way is thought to be optimistic; the other is thought to be pessimistic. I think both are relatively neutral in their outlook. Both look at a glass as half-something. Isn’t that enough? I guess I need to take a side.
If I have to choose, I suppose I choose that the glass is half-full. The glass was full of life. Some of life has been used up. That is particularly true in my case. More than half of my life has been used up and lived, usefully I hope, but I still have some of life left to go. So there is still life left to me to use wisely. This is the part of glass that is half-full, or in my case, maybe only a third full. (That sounds like not very much but that’s the reality of my life.)
Having the glass half empty sounds like life is ebbing away. And that’s not how I view life. Life does not ebb away. Life is to be lived every day. Life is full. There is so much to be done in life. I have my volunteer work with CASA and with my tutoring work with the children I read to at the elementary school. This work fills my days so that I’m never bored. I also read voraciously. I love to read. It consumes my day when I’m not working or walking the dogs or playing with them or visiting my granddaughters or daughter. Life is full for me. Life is not empty nor is it flowing away from me.
So for me, I would have to say the glass is half full. Life is full, even if the glass is only half full.