Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Be Thankful...

Every day be thankful for what you
have and who you are.

Even though I clutch my blanket and
growl when the alarm rings. Thank
you, Lord, that I can hear. There are
many who are deaf.

Even though I keep my eyes closed
against the morning light as long as
possible. Thank you, Lord , that I can
see. Many are blind.

Even though I huddle in my bed and
put off rising. Thank you, Lord, that I
have the strength to rise. There are
many who are bedridden.

Even though the first hour of my day
is hectic, when socks are lost, toast is
burned, tempers are short, and my
children are so loud. Thank you, Lord,
for my family. There are many who are
lonely.

Even though our breakfast table
never looks like the picture in
magazines and the menu is at times
unbalanced. Thank you, Lord, for the
food we have. There are many who are hungry.

Even though the routine of my job
often is monotonous. Thank you, Lord,
for the opportunity to work. There
are many who have no job.

Even though I grumble and bemoan my
fate from day to day and wish my
circumstances were not so modest.

Thank you, Lord, for life.

- Unknown

Friday, July 01, 2011

Happy Canada Day!

Happy Canada Day! It's pride week in my area. There is sunshine, and lots of hustle and bustle. People seem happy and relaxed. Since I live in a very gay friendly neighbourhood, pride week doesn't feel all that different from a usual week. The streets are just busier. I like it but just for one week.

Last night I couldn't sleep. Too much Timothy's Coffee late at night. After breakfast I went to Starbucks. Isn't it funny how coffee keeps me awake at night and the next day I need MORE to stay energized. A sweet strangers who was also disable help me pick up my purse that fell on the road. In the drugstore, a helpful employee helped me get what I needed. People are good...

I'm headed home shortly. The Observer's family friend Mary is getting married. The reception is tonight. I'm excited. My dad is driving me to the Oakville convention center. My Dad is awesome.  

I've had more troubles with my wheelchair. The new one had all its parts replaced, but is still in the shop. While waiting for it to come back, I got a flat tire on my old chair. They fixed it. What a headache, but I'm moving now!

I'm reading Unbearable Lightness by Potia Di Rossi. It's heartbreaking but kind of inspiring. I can relate, especially to how much better life is when we're healthy enough to enjoy it.

- OCG