Day 17 of 100 Days In Paradise

When Trammell was growing up he used to ask me,
"Mom, what's it like to only see out of one eye?"
To which I always replied, "What's it like to see
out of two?"
We couldn't answer each other's question.  
I have never been able to see out of my right eye 
and I'm nearsighted and farsighted in my good eye.
He, on the other hand, is Blessed with perfect vision 
in both eyes.

In my life I have known people who were caregivers.
I baked cookies, fixed up gift baskets or some other
small gesture but never really knew what to do to
help.  
I never really knew what they were living
through - Until I became a Caregiver.

In my life I have seen disabled people. 
I drove a handicap bus in High School 
(It took me a year and my eye specialist's 
signature to convince the school board to even 
let me try for my bus licenses.  Of course that
was the 70's and they would never allow me
to try now days.)
Years later I volunteered at Shriner's Hospital for 
a few years and got to know so many precious children
with disabilities.  
But I did not realize what they really lived 
through - Until my son became paralyzed.

We never REALLY know what a person
is living through until we actually live 
through it ourselves.
But we must try to empathize and help
in any way we possibly can.  
I know from our experience that even the 
smallest of jesters mean SO MUCH.

1 Corinthians 9:22
To the weak I became weak, to win the 
weak.  I have become all things to all
people so that by all possible means
I might save some.