Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Mystery Diner Pays for Dinner For Family With Special Needs

This is a nice story. Just a feel good story. 

We don't go out to restaurants really as a family. It's just not worth it for the most part for many reasons, too personal and numerous to list.

But I have to tell you, the odd time when people have said to me something supportive in a spontaneous, heartfelt way, has given me a lot of strength at times where I didn't feel like I had anything left to give.

I hear their words in my head and can take a few more steps forward.

It was very sweet for this anonymous person to do such a nice thing. But there are lots of other inexpensive and cost-free ways to make a difference in someone's life.

The idea that special parents have been chosen to be with special needs kids doesn't really resonate with me.

(And that horrible, piece of crap "Welcome to Holland" is an insult and a revolting literary turd, because having a disabled child is not "Holland" it's more like Gaza City, Beirut in the 1970s or Mogadishu. Don't anyone ever, every BUT EVAH send that to me.)

I find more comfort in something that I read a while back, where a mother was crying and saying "why us", and her husband hugged her, but said "well, why not us".

Why me?

Why my son?

Why not us? Why not him?

The fact is that terrible, horrible, sad, heart-breaking things happen in this big world every day, every minute.

If it's not you, just try to enjoy that.

Human moments-hours, days and years without pain, illness or loss are very precious.

But unfortunately it takes bad things to happen for people to realize that they had pretty damn near perfect lives before.

So enjoy the perfect-today.

Like right now.

You're welcome.