She dragged a leg, her arms and hands were
gnarled and couldn't move very well. I would see her walking everywhere.
The newspaper did a story on her, but I was still wary.|
Then, one day I had a fight with my mother and ran to my favorite hiding place. This was a little lake near a retirement center. Who did I spot walking? My narled lady. I took a deep breath and approached her. Well, imagine my surprise when I discovered that she was an ordinary person with a really bad case of arthritis. She walked to stay limber.
The amazing thing was and still is, she listened to the woes of a 14-year-old teenager. I shared my difficulties about my relationship with my mother. I walked with her and she listened to me. I in turn, listened to her and her problems with her adult children.
I don't know if this kind lady is still alive, but she gave me an hour of time that I will never forget. She also helped me to learn that appearances mean nothing.
Copyright © 1999 Monica Millard
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