Handicapped, yet in loveIt's amazing sometimes, when at work, i see things that set your mind ablaze with thoughts, and makes you think about what your life is actually about. I was just being alone with my thoughts, and i suddenly remembered the heartening and lovely sight i saw when i was at work the other day.I saw a normal family, complete with two hyperactive kids, their parents, and a grandmother, who is busy trying to control the kids. It seemed to me that they were like every other family, coming to buy clothes and just basically shopping and preparing for the new year. That was until i heard the parent speak. At first, it didnt register, but slowly it dawn on to me, and a warm feeling of hope begun to build itself up inside of me. The parents were mute, and they spoke using sign language. And to have see them found love in each other, being so loving, and looking after their children, it was a heartening thing. But beneath that loving facade, you can actually see and feel their suffering. To have children, without being able to speak to them is a very torturous thing. I know i dont sound that all convincing, so i am going to relate what i saw: The mum was trying to control her hyperactive son. And when she finally manage to make him wear his shirt in the changing room, i saw her just sitting there, and slowly dried her eyes. It was a moment of weakness that i saw, and at that moment, you could literally see her suffering, the torture she has to suffer. I dont know. Somehow, now that i think about it, it seems kinda bittersweet. A human born to reproduce, and to pass on genes, born with the instinct to have a family. Yes granted, some of us will never want to have a family, but somehow, there is this inate instinct in us, this maternal part of us to have kids. Which one of you never ever tried to play with a cute little baby whenever you saw one? I know i am guilty of that, cause there are lots and lots of them at the place where i work. To see them smile ever so cutely gives you a nice feeling ya know? Anyways, back to my point. The point is that to see a family with kids, living together, and doing normal things together inspite of the difficulties is really very inspiring, and suddenly, i didnt want to take for granted everything i have. It made me think of how lucky i am to have a family, to have a normal body, to have no handicapped that i know of. It makes me feel very thankful for everything i have. And embarrased at how i think abotu materialistic thoughts, when there are people outside that take a ginger baby step to survive every single day. Love. Its very powerful in the right hands, and it can strengthen anything. Always. Justin ranted at 12:46:00 am on the |