Sticking Together

Masterful Monday with Miracle Man and the God-Man helping me realize more goals.

Jennifer brought me some banana nut bread, lemon blueberry pound cake, dip, drinks, and flowers.

I’m thankful for a Facebook friend who gifted me a sheepskin for my chair and bed. I ask for the reason for this kindness. She said we must stick together. That is true; none know the different difficulties of the disease that initiated malady, and each of us suffers.

It’s tough to experience the cruelty of caregivers’ negligence and convey the frustration of their neglect. Or how excited we become to receive reliable care that we can depend upon. It is no big deal for most people to get out of bed. However, for many of us, transferring our dysfunctional bodies into a wheelchair can become a daunting process and task. Going to the bathroom becomes a major issue.

Let’s not talk about the access to some buildings or how the parking for the differently able have their parking space obstructed or misused. Yes, Michelle, there is strength in numbers who understand. We are not alone. Challenging the meaning of life is the truest expression of the state of being human. Viktor E Frankl. It’s meaningful to share similar perspectives.

Simplysaidbysimon, make it a beautiful day by understanding what someone else is going through with ALS – Always Listening Simon. Thanks, Jilliane.