Note: This post continues my December series titled "Gifts That Can't Be Wrapped", which is explained more here.
Ever needed to take a fresh look at things from a different angle?
That's called getting perspective, and it's a gift.
Getting perspective is taking a look at our life and figuring out what's going on. Why we do the things we do. What's working. What's not. If it even matters.
Know how we can get the best perspective on what's going on in our lives? By stepping out of our comfort zones. When we sit in discomfort, we get a whole heck of a lot of perspective on who we are, why we do what we do, and what we need to change.
The problem is that as humans we tend to be a bit slow about the whole thing, and don't really get the perspective we need until a giant tragedy pops that tough bubble we live in. We don't see what we have until we watch someone else get theirs taken away.
Why is that? Why are we like that?
I feel so deeply that most of us are just walking around, doing what we do, same as we've always done (even if it so much different than everyone else's Same) and we're just...numb. Our day passes in front of our face without us really seeing anything or anyone even though there are so many things and people all around us. We're frozen and indifferent and asleep.
And then tragedy strikes in one form or another. And we wake up. We spend time in deep thought trying to figure things out. And we gain this amazing thing called Perspective. And for a few moments we know why we're doing what we're doing. Our choices are validated. We're suddenly thankful for those around us. Our eyes are so wide open. We get it. We understand.
Wouldn't it be great if we could get perspective without the tragedy? If we could look at our kids and remember how important they are everyday...just because we see them everyday? If we could hug our kids tighter simply because they are our kids, and not because someone else lost theirs?
Alas, tragedy is the only way some people's eyes are ever opened. That's a really ugly truth, and I wish it weren't so.
Perspective? When you get it, that's a gift. But perspective without tragedy? Now that would really be something.
** Check out the previous posts in my December
Gifts That Can't Be Wrapped Series:**