I stayed late at work to do an appointment for another therapist. When I left I decided to get something to eat. I went into a restaurant and ordered. There were a few other people waiting for their meals and some loudly voiced how irritated they were at how long it was taking. I peeked into the kitchen and saw there was less than a handful of employees in the crew. And there was a man who appeared to be a manager coaching a woman on preparing and plating food. I also noticed by the way she walked she had a disability. So I told myself to be patient and I would soon get my meal. The kitchen staff were doing the best they could and so was the newbie.

Moments like that make me see the things I take for granted. I am healthy and able bodied. I was able to do my appointments and take on an extra one with no issues. But the restaurant I went to was short staffed and had a new person who moves slower due to her condition. Did the other patrons want to see that? No. Will the people who go there after me today and tomorrow be understanding why their food is taking longer? Probably not. So I ask anyone reading this when you go into the world if you are having a decent or really good day, appreciate it and count your blessings. Because I guarantee there is someone out there who is doing the best they can with what they have and is being told it isn’t good enough.