so, try this again. Have moved again; have not paid cell phone bill in a while, will get to that soon; do not have internet at home, can only use friend's or library access. I'm still out here somewhere. Just having a hard time getting everything lined up.
The fact that I can sit for long enough to use the computer is a great thing. The fact that I can sit and drive is also grand.
What do you take for granted? There are so many things that we can do easily, that we do all the time, that we don't think about until we can no longer do them with such ease.
Think about it:
sit
stand
walk
breathe
eat
drink
see
hear
grip small objects
eat pre-packaged food, without having to check the contents to see if some tiny ingredient will kill you
brush your hair/teeth
wipe your own ... whatever
use a phone/computer
drive
sleep
there are people -- many people -- who cannot do one or more of the above without pain, assistance, or at all. Arthritis, diabetes, allergies; panic attacks, mental disorders, birth defects, lost limbs...
How lucky are we, the relatively whole and healthy, who can do for ourselves?
How whiny, small minded, petty, are those who simply will not? Not can't, but won't.
How many people will you witness, in the next 24 hours, whining and complaining, bitching their way through life about the small things they could just cope with or do for their damn selves?
How many people will you not notice that can't quite do these same things with the same ease, but will do them just the same, struggling with some defect in the process, but still completing the action? Without the accompanying chorus of complaints.
I'm not saying that there aren't people with legitimate complaints that don't complain. There are lots, and we all know who you are, thank you very much, yes, we see you, shut up now. I'm just saying, if you can walk across the room, get a glass out of the cabinet, fill it with the beverage of your choice and drink it, all without pain or undue effort, count yourself lucky. It's the small things that count, and sometimes we forget what they really are.
