Perspective. That’s what it is all about. At least for me, lately. I don’t know about you. I like to think that I am not the only person who sits around (stands) and thinks about decisions that I have made, decision that i NEED to make, and of course,
cookies the pros and cons of both of those. And cookies.
While I try not to regret decisions that I have made but rather try to find the learning opportunity that they presented me, I am not always able to wrap my head around that perspective. Some are easier than others, but not all are simple. I have found that several of my choices have left me with certain feelings of emptiness, leading me to think that I must fill those voids with something new, with better choices, or with new people and experiences.
I’m learning that this isn’t always the case, and perhaps it shouldn’t always be the case. I have found myself thinking that there is no way that my life could be considered ‘full’ if there were still voids. There have been MANY sleepless nights and restless days trying to find something to fill those gaps. Please tell me I’m not the only one?
Then today, quite by accident, I found this in a book that had been lying on my desk at work:
“Even in the fullest life, there are bound to be empty places. Sometimes they become sacred ground; a place of memories. Other times they wait to be filled.”
I’ve been thinking about it all day, and shared it with a great friend of mine. Now, I share it with you. I encourage you to think about it, too, and if the mood strikes share it with some people who you are close with. I cannot give you a source, as the author was not credited (Google couldn’t even help me!).