The Power Of Perspective
There are certain moments in life that you’ll never forget.
The birth of my son this past week is one of those moments.
While first and foremost, I’m so incredibly thankful for the health of my wife and baby Cam it also serves as another one of those moments that puts things in perspective. It makes you take a step back from everyday life and look at the things that are really important.
It makes me remember why I do the things that I do.
Not that I think I’ve ever lost site of those things, but there are certain moments that bring everything back to where it’s supposed to be.
Maybe it’s the lack of sleep or the amount of time spent by myself these past few days as my wife and I take shifts with Cam in the night, or the extra time I’ve gotten to spend with my daughter Riley. Regardless, it’s been a great humbling week to realize how lucky I am and how hard I need to keep grinding forward.
I wrote about it a few weeks ago...why do I grind... well plain and simple I grind everyday for Nicole, Riley, and Camden.
While my family (and the Boost Hockey family) has grown by one, there is another point to this that I’m trying to make.
With hockey and through the players I coach I talk about perspective a lot.
I learned over the years that perspective is a crazy powerful thing that if you can learn to tap into it can help you grow exponentially as a player and person.
It’s also something that we all become complacent about at times. It’s easy to get caught up in the routine of life and forget about the things that really matter.
The same goes for hockey. It’s easy to get caught up in the monotony of the season.
Practice, practice, practice, game, game, day off and repeat.
Sometimes we lose sight of why we’re playing and what we’re actually working for.
I know it’s easy to talk about but not always easy to execute on. But regardless, I challenge anyone reading this to take a few minutes and remember why you play the game. Think about how fortunate you are to have your health and be able to lace up your skates and hit the ice everyday.
I know it’s cliche but think of how differently you would play the game if you thought it was your last day to lace them up and hit the ice.
A little perspective can go along way...
Well It’s 1:40am on Sunday (or I guess it’s technically Monday now) and it’s back to watching crappy tv and holding my son while he sleeps...
I’ve never been so thankful.