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On Pity Parties

I'm not sure why, but these last 24 hours have been difficult. There are certain things that will always be a challenge for me- and most, if not all- are compounded by the fact that I live in such a rural area. Some days, all I can do is ask for patience, grin and bear it, and move on. Others, like today, all I want to do is demand life be easier for countless people with disabilities- specifically regarding housing, reliable transportation, bigger bathrooms- these are just a few of the things that have really irritated me lately, and usually none of this bothers me except for being an annoyance that I have always and will continue to deal with.

As I was about to lose it again for the tenth time tonight, I quickly snapped back to reality as I was reminded of a conversation I had with my uncle. You see, four years ago his life was turned upside down as a result of a bicycle accident. He is now classified as a quadriplegic as a  result of swerving to avoid hitting a deer and lying on the ground for 9+ hours. not able to move anything but his head. Four years later though, he continues to make tremendous progress and I have no doubt he will walk again- thanks be to God, the progress he continues to make is nothing but miraculous.

I am in awe of him. Yes, I have a disability, but it is something that I have lived with my entire life, not four years. I can't even imagine riding a bicycle one minute, intending to make a tomato sandwich when you get home, and in a split second realizing that your life will never again be the same. I get emotional just typing this.

In comparison, I have much to be thankful for and am blessed to have the support I do. All my life, I've been told I have an incredible sense of humor and a great attitude. Let me assure you, for the most part, this is true. However, I'd have none of that without Jesus Christ. Not to mention, a family who stands behind me no matter what and friends who let me vent, give me a hug, and tell me it'll be okay.

I'm still fired up and frustrated, but God is still on the throne!

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