last week i was very pissed off about having to interrupt my little life with the mundane challenges of dealing with a totalled car, seeing doctors about a broken elbow, going back and forth with the insurance company, trying to get my work done while handling all of this, etc...
i received my lightening bolt back to reality last monday.
mom and i were sitting in the radiology waiting room at wfubmc (wake forest university baptist medical center) for the opportunity to be "worked in" for a ct scan. i know i was feeling angry that i was forced into the position of actually having to be there (hit by a negligent uninsured motorist) and mom, well, mom was simply doing what great moms do best; she was sitting patiently beside me and praying like crazy that i would be ok. i'm pecking away at my blackberry and answering all my "important" emails when into the waiting room comes a 70+ something couple pushing their adult daughter in a wheelchair. the daddy/husband: probably served us in korea - a working man - i'll bet he is a mechanic because he wore dickies and one of those shirts with his name on a patch - he wasn't pissed off to be there - he smiled at his wife and daughter - he is a devoted husband, father and a great provider for his family. the mama/wife: her more than fulltime job for the last 40+ years has been taking care of her family - she probably fusses over the household finances - i'll bet she has a garden and cans green beans and corn and squash - she wasn't pissed off to be there - she fretted over their daughter and made sure the sweater was properly placed around her shoulders to keep her warm, scratched the itch, patted the knee. the daughter: from the waist up she was an adult but her legs and her feet were like a 7 year old - i can't even imagine her life - she wasn't pissed off to be there - she probably knows all the people in the x-ray department by name because she's there at least once every month. mom and i looked at each other and she said, "we don't have to look far, do we?". no we don't and i am totally remiss in failing to thank God on a continual basis for all the little BIG things i take for granted.
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so many, many things we have to be thankful for. you are so very right. good friends--i mean the type you know you can totally depend on no matter what--another thing to be thankful for.
Wow, glad I clicked on your blog. Thanks for the reminder for *me* too.
I completely understand. Sorry to hear about your car, your arm, and the whole experience. Very happy that you're ok overall.
Miss you.
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