Loss changes us forever – sometimes in unpredictable ways. The things that used to really bother me ten years ago, don’t even faze me today.
In some cases, the fall out from tragedy is significantly more severe. I know a lady who lost her spouse, and a friend who has an autistic son. In both cases, their world view has shifted – they look at life with a lens tainted by heart break and an unfathomable burden. An inherent bitterness sets in, to every day life.
I have no advice for these good people. I can’t imagine their pain – and don’t want to let my mind go there – but their loss helps create perspective. Next time you get the urge to complain, think of the cross that so many like them bear, and your troubles will seem mundane, and banal. We must learn to count our blessings on a daily basis, and not sweat the small stuff.
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