The other day while it was probably zero degrees outside I scooped up some ice cream and brought some cold fun inside. As I watched my daughter take a big bite I was captured in a moment that really made me think and I found myself on Perspective Street. It didn’t matter to her what kind of cone she had , would have been happy had it been in a bowl and didn’t care that there were no fancy toppings or treats mixed in. She was just excited for the deliciousness of the ice cream. When do our perspectives change? When is everything still not good enough? You could have the biggest waffle cone, candies galore nestled inside a chocolate shell and still crave more. When do we start hesitating to take a big bite out of life and get caught up in the unnecessary extras that slowly rob you of your happiness. Dream of greatness and make plans to get whatever that is but don’t turn your nose up to a plain ice cream cone. Go back to the basics, and stop picking toppings to please someone else, enjoy the flavor you like best, enjoy the flavor of your own life. It doesn’t matter what kind of car you are driving when the whether is perfect, the windows are rolled down and the breeze is blowing on your cheek. The only thing that matters at that moment is the breeze. The only thing that really matters is the nice cold lick of an ice cream cone. Clean your windshield, clean your perspective.
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