A Change Of Perspective Analysis

A single decision can be the difference between life and death, joy and sadness, success and failure. Once a choice is made and executed, the result is a ripple effect so strong that even the maker of the decision cannot comprehend the magnitude of its impact. Divorce, the ending of a regretful marriage, is one such decision that impacted me. Waves of grief overtook my days and all I felt was rage. Uncontrolled, heated rage that turned my blood into fire, which I wanted to spit at my parents. Other times I felt numb and would soak my pillow in tears, dissipating my night into nothingness. However, I realized that if rather my focus turned to the better portion of history, and if there was a way to watch past days like a movie, I would witness a heart-warming production. It would definitely be easier to dwell on resentment against my parents because spite comes so easily in human nature. Without a second thought the blame is thrust onto the other person. In contrast, when a precious asset is lost, the prime focus should be on what good came out of it. Most people turn bitter, which might only increase the complication.

Hemmings, despite being isolated, looked at past moments, at pictures and memoirs that made having a lover worthwhile. It wouldn’t be easy to merely omit them from memory, or hope to wake up one morning with a blank mind. No, if the relationship was genuine there has to have been at least some part of it that was relished by all people involved. Dwell on those memories, remember those times when every moment seemed pleasant, those times which were spent laughing at trivial matters, those times when the worry of tomorrow was nonexistent, those times where one couldn’t live without the other. A resentful man just might put the past and his head to rest if instead of turning hostile, he forgave and let