I believe millions of us have been forced to change some of our life perspectives through 2020-whether we wanted to or not. There is something mysterious about changing my perspectives on life during easy and pleasant times. It almost never happens. At least not until my sacred values are confronted by (eg) Covid 19.
I can't count how many people this Christmas want more than anything else, to be with their family and others they dearly love. There must be more formal terms for this but I think it boils down to one irrefutable truth that life is far more precious than things. A shame it takes a disaster like Covid to accept this truth. And the wonderful thing about this is that it most definitely embraces people who are our family of choice as well as those born to us.
This truth came crashing into my mind following my recent fall while holding my grand-daughter. She could so easily have died or be disabled for life. Not seeing our families for over a year is another. So is experiencing the power of deep joy of hugs and company of loved ones-without a word being said. And I suspect such gifts mean even more to those of us whose health is anything but good and unlikely to be good. Because these gifts are beyond any price tag, I don't need many to realign my perspectives of what really matters this Christmas or any other time for that matter.