Change in time

Every child has that one comfort item, whether it's a pacifier, blanket, stuffed animal, or some other object, this comfort item becomes their best friend for the first couple of years when making a friend isn't really a priority in their small, secluded lives. For me, I had a little pink stuffed bunny which was rather fittingly named; bunny teddy. When I was little, mostly between the ages of birth to three, that stuffed animal never left my side. I wouldn't sleep without it, or do anything without it for that matter. For some reason that stuffed animal brought me more happiness, comfort, and security than I could even fathom for those first few years. However, sadly, my perspective on this little pink bunny has changed completely. When I was little I used to worry about losing her, and wondering what I would do, but now, although it's kept in a safe spot for reminiscing as an adult, the thought of this sacred stuffed animal barely even crosses my mind. It's sad how something that once meant so much to me is barely even given a second thought anymore. My priorities have changed, and so have my obsessions, so it's awfully strange to think about how meaningless to me the things are now that used to seem so important, but I guess it's all about your perspective. A brighter side to this is that something that seems to be engulfing my life right now, probably isn't as crucial as it may seem. Taking a step back and getting a new point of view on a situation is refreshing, it helps you to get a better look at what first seemed life such an imperative issue at the time.