I've had this lingering thought that I can't shake. It's on repeat, and sometimes will impact my responses to the tedious annoyances or unmet expectations, but other times it passes through my mind and I ignore it. It's simple really, and maybe morbid, but just true: We are one tragedy away from none of this mattering. I've found myself fretting over things like finding a dress for both of my girls upcoming weddings, or bothered that my kids keep leaving their stuff on the stairs, or I've just been taken out by the snarky reaction of one of my kids. Or someone just cut into my lane and made me slow down, or I hear that something has been said about me that is hurtful or untrue. These things do matter, but to the degree that they can effect my mood or take over my thoughts is astounding Tragedy can so swiftly reframe our take on that thing that lingers in my brain, reminding me of what's truly significant...It's happened too often. To name a few, startin...
