Perspective can be defined in a number of ways. Believe me, I know as I just spent a good twenty minutes reading a few dozen, varying definitions of the word. The one that stuck with me most, and the one that I think best describes what I want to talk about is from Merriam-Webster:
Perspective: the interrelation in which a subject or its parts are mentally viewed.
On my blog I have talked openly about the changes in my life over the past six months. I quit the job I loved, moved away from the city I loved, left all my family and friends to move to a city I didn’t know, with a guy I had been dating for eight months. It didn’t entirely sound wise and many times early on (and even until recently) I questioned my choice.
In the last month, I guess you could say, I’ve had a revelation. It’s all about perspective. Originally, I didn’t like living in Ottawa because it lacked the fast-paced and exciting spark Toronto had. I was stuck on this vision I had created of Ottawa. I had pigeon-holed it into this place that I began to despise, and that, my friends, is where perspective came into play. I started to think about all the things that were great about living in Ottawa. I can walk to work in fifteen minutes. I can afford a larger, and nicer place for less money. I can drive without constant bumper-to-bumper traffic. I can go to a popular restaurant without reservations and get a table. Viewing Ottawa for the reasons why it’s so great has changed my perspective on it. The more I think about all the positives, the less I care about the negatives, and the less I miss Toronto. Perspective, it’s a great thing.
I starting applying this principle to the other areas in my life where I felt negative. One of the hardest being how much I missed my family and friends. The postive? Well when I go home to see them for a few days we make it count. I cram as much fun and conversation I can into those few short days and leave feeling loved and more appreciative of the people in my life. Living in Ottawa also means that people want to come visit, and they want to stay with you. I get to play host and tour guide, which is great. I get that quality time and I also get to show people around a city, that a few months ago, was completely foreign to me.
I can’t say that I don’t have days where I miss my “old life,” but life is about change. If things remained stagnant in our lives we wouldn’t grow. Growth is hard, as we all know, but it’s necessary. It’s all about how you view the changes in your life. I have learned that is easier to go through change when you are focusing on all the good around you and aren’t tripping over the little negative bits getting in the way.