There’s a homily that suggests that “the opposite of fear is faith.” Recalling the plaque on my father-in-law’s desk—Professional Fear Remover—I consider the role gratitude played in his life. I’m beginning to see that faith, or fear’s opposite, can be expressed as gratitude, which has always been the bedrock of my optimism. I’ve spent sufficient time and energy dissecting what went wrong; I’m ready to reconnect with everything that went right.
