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Grateful for Mobility

I am grateful on this day, 
Tuesday 14th December 2010, 
for 'Mobility'


It has been treacherous under foot,
 mounds of ice everywhere on the roads, 
making driving very scary!

This situation is quite rare here in the UK,
the services are ill prepared
for such 'extreme' weather.

Having gingerly stepped out of the car
 onto the kerbside as I was 
 waiting for the bus,
I noticed a young man with a white stick
shuffling his way 
along the edge of the snow. 
I saw someone approach him to see
if he needed help, 
he gestured that he was okay.

My heart was aching for this young person 
being out there, braving the elements.
The feeling of admiration
 tinged with sadness 
stayed with me throughout the day
remembering his slight figure disappear.

Today the snow has almost gone,
I'm feeling much better about 
venturing outdoors,
my gratitude for mobility is soaring.


Comments

Kat Sloma said…
That is a truly wonderful thing to be grateful for. We take it for granted!!
Annie Jeffries said…
I am grateful for visiting your advent calender each day and reading the wisdom you ascribe to the word of the day. So many have been object reminders to me of what I need to pay attention to. I'm looking forward to copying and saving the calendar when all the days are opened up so I can post these daily one word reminders.
Jane said…
Thanks for sharing your tender heart.
Be safe, and enjoy some fresh air. Glad you're able to get out now.
Love,
Jane
Dearest Sue,
I have tried to comment three times and the gods won't let me. I love this post because it reminds me of our conversation about darkness and depending upon something other than sight to get one through. I suspect that your young man has navigated that terrain for many years now with ease, but compassion and a warm heart always elicit a reaching out beyond ourselves and that is a good thing too. I wonder if we asked him the right question, what he would tell us? I love your photo of the distant figure. I will keep it in my mind all day.
xox,
Noelle
Carola Bartz said…
Sue, I wonder whether we are kindred spirits... you describe so beautifully what I often feel - the aching heart, the admiration tinged with sadness.
This is one of my most favorite posts.

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