Perspective and Worry

I wasn't sure what I was going to chat about this morning, but then I read about the Bills/Bengals football game that was suspended last night. One of the Bills players, a young man only 24 years old, collided with a Bengals receiver and suffered a cardiac event. They restored his heartbeat on the field, and then rushed him to the hospital for further treatment.

I'm glad they suspended the game. Events like this are relatively rare, even in a violent sport like football, but they happen. It's sobering to think of an otherwise healthy young man going down hard like that. It is, after all, a game. Fans from both sides were holding vigil last night.

Perspective is a bitter pill to swallow, most of the time. How many times have we --have I-- gotten so wrapped up in a situation that, with some distance and reflection, is not even worth the worry? I tend to borrow trouble as it is, so when those hard resets happen, it is jarring. What is important enough to get wound up about? There are so many global, national, and local issues that tug at my attention. We have a tempest in a teapot at school, even, and it kept waking me up all night. Stress dreams make for a rough night's sleep. 

I have to remind myself that "if it's not mine to carry, don't pick it up." Some things are mine, and that's plenty.  

Have a safe day,

C