Perspective

When I started my day...my observations...

I woke up with a sharp pain in my shoulder this morning… It keeps me awake off and on… there is an aching pain that flashes through my right knee. I also cut myself the other day. Every time I rub my finger the wrong way, I get a burning sensation all the way down my finger… the bandages won’t stay on.

I’m in the middle of three different projects with work. A new customer is pressuring me to start as soon as we can on his house. I also have several rental homes that I maintain for another customer. They are all over town and I have to take half of a day to do the simplest of tasks… it’s not very profitable.

I got home and can’t believe I need to cut the grass again… the bushes could use a trim. It is so hot. I just don’t think I want to do it today… it will have to wait. I have a ton of projects around the house I need to complete. There are cabinets to finish… there is sheet rock and tile work to do in the addition. It always seems to pile up on me. I don’t like the pressure to complete it all.

The electric bill will be high this month because it has been so hot. The kids all need new shoes and cloths. The taxes are due on my Jeep… the house payment is staring me in the face… the water and the sewer bills are due this month…

… I looked into the eyes of a young mother today… she held her baby close to her breast. She rocked her sweet and innocent child to comfort him… She kissed him on his cheeks and touched his eyebrow with her loving fingertip. I watched her tucking in the folds of the blanket around him to keep him warm. We talked for a short while… it was difficult for her to take her eyes off of him. He is so young… so pure. She tries to comfort him through the night. She knows there is nothing the doctors can do for him… tonight could be the night… or tomorrow. There is no sleep for this mother… this nurturer… his life is out of her hands. There was nothing I could say to her… no words… no deeds… my smile was lost in her fears…

When my day ended... my observations...

I searched my thoughts... I can’t complain… I won’t complain. I am blessed to be able to greet my children with a kiss on the cheek in the morning and we will plan the day… we will talk of the week and day-dream of the month and the year… and of the future… and we will say a prayer for the innocent…

Shannon R Killman