Even the usage of this arm is very limited.
We watched a video screening of a day in Chan’s life.
How difficult it was for him to start the day from the moment he wakes up.
Many viewers wept.
I didn’t and couldn't because I felt very ashamed.
I didn’t even have the right to cry.
I didn’t and couldn't because I felt very ashamed.
I didn’t even have the right to cry.
Now, when the dark thoughts come for their usual rounds in the morning when I wake up, I’d think of him.
I'd picture the daily courage he has to muster to start the day.
I owe it to him and to myself to move quickly to the bathroom and get ready for my tasks of the day.
Never mind how I feel.
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