Maybe it's teaching my Sunday School kids, and knowing that it impacted someone. Maybe it's having a relatively good night's sleep. Maybe it's knowing that there's a rehearsal tonight, and that's a good thing. Maybe it was getting a hug from the one person I didn't deserve to be comforted by, but was anyways. Maybe it was laughing over Timmy's soup at lunch with Scott and Heather. Maybe it was scheduling meetings and coffees for this week, which reminds me that life does go on.
Whatever it is, was, will be... things are, will be, okay.
Perspective is such a fragile thing. The minute you think you've got it, something happens to make you realize that it's still very limited. I'd like to meet someone--anyone--who has mastered the art of gaining--and maintaining--perspective.
And it's off to the races. Rehearsal, more specifically. Well, in a few hours. Can I sneak in a nap before then? That sounds like the best idea I've had all day.
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