So I'm driving to work this morning. Middle-aged man sitting on the sidewalk in his motorized wheelchair, holding a sign that says "SMILE"... waving to all the people driving by, most of them off to work in a hurry. Yeah yeah... I know that was one huge run-on sentence but guess what? This is my blog and I can be grammatically incorrect in the land of blog if I so choose. Haha. You'll all still love me. No doubt I'll be using the "word" funner at some point as well. NO reason that shouldn't be a word. There are no rules here. And to prove that point, I'm gonna go ahead and say rulz instead. ;)
ANYWAY.... freakin A.D.D. I totally need medication. So this guy is sitting there. He's laid back in his trusty chair..all chubby and happy to be Alive. HE is in a wheelchair and he's telling Us to be happy. WOW. Fuckin Wow. Did I mention he was waving? I will never be able to find out for sure, but I would bet a million bucks, if I had it, that 99% of the passers-by did not wave to this guy. They're too preoccupied with their commute and even... slightly embarrassed to wave at this fella. You better believe I waved at him.
*sigh* We are so pathetic. There are mos def a few peeps out there that are exceptional humans... but for the most part... we are Pathetic. We are So quick to complain about Sooo many things. My food's not hot enough... my knee hurts... this is taking too long... my hair is annoying... this traffic Sucks!!! Yes, I am absolutely one of those people who complain on a daily basis. But then I see this guy and I want someone to bitch slap me. Hard. HE is bound to a wheelchair For Life. And HE is out there... obviously Happy for what he Does have... wanting people to realize... be freakin happy for what you have... which is a Lot more than you think.
Simply sitting up in your bed, standing, walking to the bathroom for your morning pee, is a Huge thing to be thankful for. Chasing your little cousin in the yard. Blinking/Swallowing/Holding our pee! [stuff we totally take for granted] Seeing a rainbow. Hearing music.. laughter. One of my favorites... Smelling. Fresh cut grass. Freshly baked apple pie. Clothes right out of the dryer. Coffee Grounds. We call it Rain, but it's the rain droplets hitting the soil and grass and other things that we're smelling. It just smells so Fresh.. so... RIGHT.
All right... I know I'm maybe losing some of you on a Monday morning. Haha. Mondays are usually shitty. I just feel good today. Especially after seeing Bob. I'm just gonna go ahead and call him Bob. I'd actually like to take an extra 15 minutes tomorrow and stop and talk to the guy... if he's there. I'd really like to hear what he has to say. No Doubt he could make me a better person in 15 minutes. God bless that guy. If there is a God that is capable of blessing someone... please do. But I don't even think that guy needs blessed. He's GOOD to go. We are the ones that need some help. Like the lady behind me today on the road... eating yogurt [or whatever] behind the wheel.. and yes.. with a Spoon. um... we only have 2 hands. That lady needs looked after. Thank you Bob. Thank you for making me realize how much beauty is in the world. You're Terrific.

So was he there? Did you talk to him?
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