The faucet still flows

This will have to be short, my hands are not cooperating this morning, but I want to tell you about two different encounters I had at work yesterday. One because it was terribly humiliating, and I really learned from it---maybe you all will too. The other, because it proves what Soul and so many others are saying, and it was so odd, it gave me chills and then made me cry. Although most things made me cry yesterday...

So the first thing I refer to was that I had my first "disabled" experience yesterday. I was sitting in the garage at work, in that damned wheelchair of course, and the man that takes care of our health insurance renewal that is also a customer came in, he was there to drop off his car for service work. He brought in his girl friend with him, and I had never met her, although I know Sam pretty well. He walked over to me, and introduced her. She leaned down to my face level, and said very loudly "I am so HAPPY to meet you", like I was deaf, dumb, blind....I don't know what she was thinking. Her voice had this sickeningly sweet tone that you would use with a child. Sam was quite startled and very quickly turned to her and said, "it's only her back". There was more to this conversation, but the point is this--if you are one that assumes anyone in a wheelchair is disabled to the point of idiocy, please, please stop. It was quite humiliating. Once the shock wore off, I went to my office and cried. I realized I should have been crying for her stupidity, rather than myself, but it was one of those I'm going to cry no matter what kind of days.

Thing number two, that happened just before I left that also had me in tears in my office: A service customer, in fact---a teacher--english, I think, that all of my kids had in school, who really is quite sweet, I have always thought so, but all three of mine tell me she was a rough one- but anyway, asked me very kindly...."the last time I was here, you were barely able to walk. I don't mean to pry, but are you okay?" I told her the story, and I had never really talked with her, other than hello, how are you---that kind of thing, but we spent probably about ten minutes talking, she told me about some of the struggles she had with her mother when she was in a wheel chair, it was that kind of conversation...then she said, "what is your first name?" I told her. She said that she and her husband had been PRAYING for me for weeks, but only knew me by the girl at the dealership (insert dealership name here) and by OS's mom (insert oldest son's name here) and she felt sure that God knew who they meant, but she would like to have my name, for future prayer about the surgery and my recovery. I was stunned, especially after Soul had just told me in my comments about the hundreds of people that I didn't even know that are praying for me daily. And then had Val commented that she was...and I didn't even know that Val was out there...it was a very emotional day. And that is only talking about a few, what about all of you who have been with me through out this whole ordeal? What can I even say to any of you?

It has been a very emotional week. I don't know what the deal is, today is starting off no better, and by that I mean, no drier. I can only thank you all once again, for all the love and support and true friendship that you show, and I want you to know that one day I will return it. Have a really good Wednesday. :)