Perspective: a way of regarding situations, facts, etc, and judging their realative importance.
I’ve been giving this word a lot of thought the past few weeks and I think I am in need of some serious “perspective”.
How does one make the right decisions, choices if there isn’t something to compare it to? How do you decide what fork to take in the road if there isn’t a map, telling you what lies ahead? When I was younger, I was often asked “what’s your plan”? How can you make your plan if you don’t know what it is? Do you let life unfold and go along for the ride, or do you steer it in the direction you want it to go? I can see pros and cons to both. I also know that life is precious and very short. Death has become a family member, one that I know very well. And while he/she is not welcome, it doesn’t keep them from taking up the seats at the dinner table. Do you live life until your chair has been taken, like a game of musical chairs? Or do you notice that there is only one chair left, and decide to go find another because you refuse to be out of the game?
I used to know what my plan was, or more less where I wanted my life to go, but I’m not so sure anymore. I do know that I’m not ready to stop playing, but I need some new game pieces.
On a separate note, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping, my garden is growing delicious herbs and vegetables, my two cats are playing in the yard, and my dog is at my feet. At this moment, I am right where I want to be.