My Social Media-less Life

How does death change your perspective?

I decided to do the daily writing prompt since my brain can’t seem to remember what I originally wanted to write about and I’ve been trying to write something for the better part of an hour.

So having lost people, and specifically someone as close to me as my dad, it really does change your perspective on life.

This meme I’ve had saved in my phone for some time really sums up how my perspective has changed. I try not to wait to tell someone a thing. Whatever that thing is.

Obviously I am still human and I do still forget, but more often than not, it’s easier to get over my fear of what someone might think if I voice my opinion than it was before my dad died.

A lot of that was Jesus, but what wasn’t from my life being changed by my Savior, was definitely from learning that life is too short to really worry about other people’s opinions of me.

Fun story time. Recently my mom commented that I am a bit awkward and should probably work on my people skills.

Although that may be true (because let’s face it, no one has perfect people skills anyway), I did some quick thinking and realized I intentionally come across as awkward on a first meeting for one of two reasons:
— I’m trying to disarm the one I’m meeting with my truest self
— I don’t know what to do with my hands

And yes, the second one is a whole thing.

In short, life is too short to really be concerned with having perfect people skills. If I needed to work on whatever “better people skills” are, say, for a job or something along that vein, I would remember all the training that I do have in my mind about meeting people and making a good first impression.

As it stands, I have to worry about none of those things (not even for my job) so I will probably intentionally come across as awkward.

You’re welcome. 😉

On a more serious note: It’s also helped over the years as I’ve grown up and realized people really need something to disarm them and make them laugh. If it just happens to be the way I carry myself and talk to people, then… so be it.

The world is far too serious for me to worry about what a “good first impression” is.