A Person's a Person....

"A person's a person, no matter how small."
— Dr. Seuss (Horton Hears a Who!)

I had a really tough day today at work.

I had to be part of hard decisions and

when I left, I can say I was emotionally drained.

I was in a hurry...

I was to meet my trainer for weight training

and I didn't pack a bag and had to stop by home on the way

to pick up my work out clothes.

Just as I had gotten in the turn lane of a busy intersection,

I saw him and it.

A young heavy set man in his early twenties,

stuck in his

motorized wheelchair,

trying to get up the

incline of a parking lot from the street he was crossing to get on the sidewalk.

His chair was stuck out in the lane of on-coming traffic.

I watched him for a minute and hoped that someone in front of me would see him,

pull over and get out of their car to give him a push up....

no body did...

I noticed a woman parking in the parking lot down the street

who was also looking.

Now..i was in the turn lane, getting ready to turn and head toward the gym...

all I could think of were the reasons I shouldn't stop in the middle of the turn lane, hop out of my car and push him up.....

I knew the light was getting ready to change...

What would you have done????  would you stop????

I thought about going on down and turning in to get to the parking lot, but

I knew the light was getting ready to turn and I was really afraid this young man

would be hit right there in the middle of the road while trying to get his wheelchair to move..

as I drove past him,

I remembered all I had preached and taught and told my children and friends...

and

after saying,

"well dammit",

I put my finger on the window switch,

rolled down the window

and yelled out...

"Hey Buddy...you need some help?"

He twirled around in his chair,

his belly was hanging out on his lap,

his hands all curled and deformed...

and

he smiled...

no thanks,,

i got it..

but

thanks anyway.

I smiled...and was glad not only that I didn't have to get out

but

happy for his smile.

As I drove on,

I looked in my mirror,

to see

Mr. Wheelchair boy,

speeding across the middle of the road

crossing three lanes of traffic

j-wheeling I'd say.

Of course as he went up the other side

he got stuck again,

and I was witness to who I should have been...

a person who

pulled over,

got out in the middle of traffic and

gave him a push up the ramp....

...

A person's a person..

a neighbor's a neighbor

regardless of where you meet them.

Later as I was walking on the treadmill,

i watched a tiny blond girl,

with her white baby teeth smile..

she looked to be about five...

I watched her hide behind a pole in front of the gym...

her body shaking with excitement and

jumping up and down....

ever so often,

she look around and laugh...

I watched her because i didn't see an adult around

and I was fascinated at the wonder of her world.

I found myself smiling...

remembering what it was like to

be so young and playful and free.

before too long,

her dad and sister walk around and

she is doing her best to stay hid..

I found myself laughing out loud and watching her joy

and

then

I felt that twinge of

longing

for just a moment,

a

fragment of a second,

to experience

the

wonder of

an adventure

with the same

electric excitement as

my new little blond friend...

A person's a person

no matter how small or frame...

today

I am thankful

for

the people

who are people

and

my

connection to them.

so i will ask you again...

what would you have done?

and

how was your day?

Happy Wednesday...hump day almost over...Alleluia!