Interesting word, isn't it?
I used to be someone who would overreact, or simply, REACT (capitals for emphasis) to certain things.
And I don't now. Not really.
I mean, sure, I have my emotions and my feelings and my anxieties. Those don't change or go away - they're a part of who I am.
But life is different now.
Recently my laptop went black on me.
I mean - completely black - like buh-bye.
My husband looked at me after trying to fix it. Shook his head.
Everything. Gone. Wiped. Kaput.
We couldn't remember the last time we backed it up. Honestly, that's bad. I know. I should be doing that regularly. But I took a deep breath and replied.
I survived. I lost a few pictures - sure, maybe - but I survived. Life moved on.
Last night he came upstairs and had a similar expression. Apologetic, almost.
He restarted the DVR and when it started again he clicked the list button and - - - -
70% full was now 100% free.
I'll find General Hospital on YouTube. I'll catch up on several seasons of Girls somehow.
All the movies? We'll get them back. Most of them are on more often than you'd imagine.
My daughter cried out for Phineas and Ferb. Well, not cried, but yelled, maybe?
We'll just record them again.
Things like this? These electronic mishaps? Totally would have zonked me before.
Before what? When?
Honestly, I think losing my father has given me a completely different perspective. There are so many awful things happening in our world that my losing a few photographs or a few television recordings is nothing in comparison. I've already suffered one of the worst losses in my 41+ years. My heart has been shattered and I'm still picking up the pieces nine months later.
Because it's all about perspective.
* Linking up with Shell's Pour Your Heart Out this week. *
* p.s. The DVR recovered itself, but my point is still valid - I think.*