This week, I've had a couple different people attempt to sell a "silver lining" to me or someone else that they've hurt—to convince us of a positive outcome to the negative situation they themselves created for us.
We all know what that is about: they feel bad for what they've done and rather than say, "I know this doesn't make things right, but I'm sorry," they try to convince the other person that somehow he or she will or has already come out on the other side better for it:
"Maybe that was never meant to be. Something better will come along."
"You never would have discovered [A] about yourself, if you hadn't gone through [B]."
"You look like a sexy pirate with that eye patch."
It reminded me of when I was a young Jesuit seminarian and our superiors were assigning us to our first teaching gigs.