All
right. This weekend I had my life slapped into perspective. Not only
did I volunteer in my typical handing out information at events
regarding 'Homes for our Troops', which builds and remodels homes for
the severely wounded veterans but that is another story in itself and
will try to stay focused and tell you about an extraordinary lady with
whom I met
Lois
Search hasn't
lost the fervor for life even from problems at a very young age. A
"little person" as they are called and now for whatever reason in a
wheelchair. Whether she was born ridden in wheelchair was never
disclosed and I wasn't about to ask. I look past that fact knowing
anyone of us could have been born no different. Lois begins to speak to me with her request as I stand with a flyer in my hand in
front of the 'Homes for our Troops' booth. For some reason, I quickly
hide the flyer behind my back and bend down to her height of two
maybe three feet to listen more intently. I realize then that she has a
oxygen tube that goes into her nose for her breathing. I focus on her
words and lightly swallow back the discomfort of seeing it all. I look into her kind face and can't stop having the compassion that God would want us to have. To love our brother and sister.
As
she hands me cards with the information (more like computer paper cut
into the size of cards) and with small hands barely able to work
effectively, it makes me wonder just how it would be to cut the paper?
My mind drifted in thought in how difficult it would be to just get
up every morning. The difficulty of taking care of oneself, showering
or bathing, dressing then getting yourself into your wheelchair.
I
ask her if I could walk around with her to hand them out. She is no
doubt an inspiration as we walk around... her in wheelchair and me,
feeling a bit guilty because I could. I talk with Lois and ask her how
she got to Wickham Park. She tells me she rode the city transit bus
from her house just a couple miles away. Crazy, 'cause if it took that
much effort every day I would likely be a bit disillusioned with life
and become so depressed I wouldn't go anywhere. Yes, she truly made me
realize what a weak person I am.
Lois
and I continue handing out the pieces of paper and she never once asks
for money or any food but simply asked for a one single vote. A vote on
the "Mobility Awareness Month" link on the internet so she may be able to
pursue her independence with chances of winning a new van. Amazing, the humbleness, pride that has to be
held and bravery, not to just speak on your behalf but to get up every
day to face struggle. Lois, you're a special Lady!
Take
a look at the youtube video http://youtu.be/GASB6WUKX4A with Lois telling more about herself
but says nothing about her spirited independence, honesty, and
adversaries--only that she would truly like to win! So please don't forget to vote for Lois Search on this link: http://www.nmeda.com/mobility-awareness-month/heroes/florida/melbourne/993/lois-search.
She currently has 1672 votes and deadline is May 13th 2012 so lets get her that van!

