I think a lot about perspective. I’ve even touched on the topic from time to time. But today, I stumbled across a new take on it. (Stumbled being the operative word. Isn’t it funny – in a not-sofunny-way – how life is a series of stumbles sometimes?)Each of our days is filled with moments. They string together to make up the whole. Minutes. Hours. Days. Weeks. Years. Decades. Lifetimes. And so on.We can trudge through them, as I’ve often been known to do. One day after the other. They blend together to the point that one isn’t distinguishable from the ...