A few days ago I rode with my mom to a friends home to bring a plate of food... Background: Ive grown up with mom taking on people who are less than desirable to be around.. She loves those who others cant seem notice or love. . Mom doesnt see uncomfortable, she sees a friend in need. People who otherwise would be alone in this world if she didnt help. I didnt want to go inside with her, because my heart breaks. And well, to be honest, I get uncomfortable. But....I did anyway... I watched her completely drop her agenda, and chat with her friend, as if he could speak clearly, ( I couldnt understand anything he said, even though I tried.) His home was void everything that would seem comfortable, just a big empty dark space, some medical equipment, and a little coffee table in the kitchen. While in the dark, I watched from across the room my mother help feed this crippled young person, who from birth, has never been able to control his movements, and can barely feed himself. While shooing off the animals so they would not take advantage and steal his food, I had so many thoughts rushing in my head. But the one thought that stuck is this... I HAVE NO PROBLEMS.
Posted on: Sat, 28 Jun 2014 05:24:39 +0000
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