One Embarrassing Moment
Cancer side-effects. Yesterday, I had the pleasure of attending an African Culture festival. The weather was perfect, with just the right amount of breeze and little humidity. My daughter and I leisurely strolled through the vendor stands on our way to the entertainment area. It was a bit slow-going due to my breathing issues, and since it was our first time attending, we didn’t know what to expect. Bringing our own seats would have been a smart move, as the only options were grass seating or a gladiator-style arena. Since getting up from the grass would have been a challenge, I opted for the arena seating.
Ignoring my daughter’s advice to take the longer way around, I decided to step down. The height was no more than a child jumping off a sofa, so I thought, “Piece of cake, right?” Well, not quite. My pride and determination wouldn’t let me take the safer route. I focused and prepared myself. My mind said to hop, but my left leg decided to go first. And down I went, pride and all. 😊
I ended up causing quite a scene. Onlookers gathered, EMTs arrived, and I was enveloped in a cloud of embarrassment. Thankfully, I wasn’t seriously hurt. We all had a good laugh and enjoyed the rest of the day.
The lesson I learned is that it’s okay to accept that my body no longer works the way it used to. My lungs and joints may not be what they once were, but I’m still here. Every morning I wake up is a blessing. For every complaint I have, I try to find a blessing. Not every day is positive, but it’s okay not to be okay sometimes.
“Seeds of faith are always within us; sometimes it takes a crisis to nourish and encourage their growth.”