Being farsighted, I often see things other people can’t … or at least, I see things before other people can.
Sometimes, by their reactions, it’s clear the other people don’t actually believe that I’ve seen what I say I’ve seen … or even that it’s there.
As a result, sometimes I even doubt myself.
What I am realising, though, is that there is always more to life than they can see. I am lucky to be able to see some of it.
Knowing this, it stands to reason that there is more to life than I can see, as well.
I can never think,
“This is all there is. I know it all. I have all the facts. I am right.“
Because there is always more.
Joy on a Shoestring 