He sat by himself tonight, in booth 5. In the back corner away from the world. He ordered a glass of pepsi, something simple. He pulled out his paper for the day and sipped on his pop. Never saying a word. I watched as he flipped from one page to the next and wondered why he was by himself. Did he lose his wife to cancer? Was he devorced? What did he do for Christmas if he was by himself? Thoughts continued to run through my head as he took one sip after another. He left me a 50 cent tip, 50 cents more than I deserved. I had not taken the time to ask him how is day was. How Christmas was. I was in my own little world as I served him his Pepsi.
Just thought I'd share this story with you as an inspiration to reach out next time to someone, as I wish I would have.
The other day while at the post office I was picking up a package that had been sent to me by an amazing friend of mine. While there the post office clerk goes "Someone loves you very much, they spent a lot of money to get this to you by Christmas." My face lit up and filled with tears as I shared with her where and why this package was coming from. She responded by telling me how many people's lives I have touched and changed by my never ending smile and drive for life. She lifted my spirits as she blessed me with encouraging words of what an amazing young lady I am. But one thing she said was how unfair it is that such a beautiful young lady has to struggle with Cystic Fibrosis as I do.
Her words struck me deep as I kept on thinking about it that day. CF is not a curse, as many people think it is, but a blessing in disguise. This 'blessing' is nothing I need to be moping around feeling sorry for myself for. As we all struggle with our own troubles always remember that someone has it worse off then you do and God can handle anything in our lives. If I could of had a response to the post-office clerk, if it hadn't for me being overwhelmed by her encouragement, I would of told her how my beautifulness (if that is a word) is driven by the will to live and the will to live for God. Shining His light even through the darkest of days that come my way. My spunk and personality was a gift from the One above and I can't fathom the thought of wasting that gift.
I am living a life for others, as I like to tell myself when I'm not taking pills or doing treatments (for myself). I accept and treasure all the kindness I'm shown every day of my life, but if I'm your role model, just imagine how great my role models are and how amazing my number one role model is, Jesus. What a beautiful sight.