"TUNNEL VISION"
by Becky Hemsley 2023
There is so much we miss everyday. So much that passes us by, that we barely even see let alone notice.
The leaf in the shape of a heart. The toddler dancing to the music playing in the supermarket. The puppy carrying a huge stick in the park.
Little things that make us smile.
Things that we share with the people we love when we get home and say “guess what I saw today.” And yet, we don’t do it enough. We are tunnel visioned, living always a few steps ahead, thinking that we’re closer to some elusive light at the end of that tunnel.
But the little stuff is the light. It’s the things that slowly light us up from within that romanticise our everyday lives. That remind us there is joy everywhere if we look for it.
We can’t always rely on the big stuff - the holidays, the parties, the weddings, the weekends - to fill us up with joy. They are too short-lived, too fleeting.
We need to slowly drip feed joy into our lives. Our veins. Our souls. That’s how we’ll hold on to it.
And just like a child or a puppy or a plant that grows without us even noticing how big it’s getting, our joy - our love of life - might just do the same.
So that one day we might not cling to the holidays and the weekends.
And one day we might look around and realise that we’re not in the tunnel at all.
But that we are the light at the end of it.
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