Founder’s Blog: Perspective
The other weekend I had a blast (no pun intended) building a model rocket with my eight year old son at Space Camp. We had to name it, and I called mine “Perspective.” This new life that my children and I have had to create without my husband/their dad has been difficult to say the least.
Fortunately, I’ve noticed we’ve been having more good days than bad, and this tragic event has given me a new insight into how I view life going forward. Quite simply, “don’t sweat the small stuff,” but also “don’t take the little things for granted.”
Case in point: After just spending a few short hours with a small group of strangers at Space Camp, I was taken aback by their subtle yet endearing gestures and comments to my son upon learning about his dad.
Recently, my son required 8 stitches to the temple — his first serious injury. A great deal of anxiety set in, and for the first time, Frank wasn’t here to help me. Gratefully, my friend was there, and her presence and words kept me strong for my son and reminded me that I wasn’t alone.
The other day, my car broke down and I met not one, but several strangers who came to my assistance.
Those bad days I mentioned earlier? They became less and less because there was always someone who listened and was supportive especially when I was very angry and emotional.
There are folks in our life who somehow always manage to say the wrong things. Most, if not all of the time, it’s unintentional, but the relationship does requires a lot of effort. It’s never been easier then it is today to let those comments just float away.
When sadness does creep in, I go to Generocity.org. I’m a bit biased here, but I am always uplifted by the stories I read about the people and the goings on in our region.
This is clearly a community that has a great perspective on how to live life in the most meaningful way. I used to say that one of our goals for this site in addition to fostering social good was to “cure the Monday blues.” Never did I think that I would need that as much as I do today.
Thanks to everyone who has kept me moving forward.
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