It's Friday morning of a tough week. I dragged myself out of bed this morning, plopped myself down in front of the computer and called up blogger. I've been here for almost 10 minutes staring out the window. There's something wrong with having to go to work every day. There's something wrong with having to paste on a smile and earning my daily multigrain, low-fat, high fiber bread. Normally, when things are like this I reach down into the slop pail I keep behind my heart and pull out some hope. Give me a second ... OK ... here's what I dragged out today.
1) I hope that it will make just a tiny bit of difference in the grand scheme of things that I go into the office today - I'm meeting with the abuse prevention team, the self advocacy team and the relationship training team. So I suspect it might.
2) I hope that that guy with Down Syndrome with the huge grin will be there when I get in in the morning. He never says 'hi' but he waves and his eyes twinkle and there's something about him I really like.
3) I hope that I can avoid stepping in political shit for a whole day, working with people with disabilities is fun and rewarding, working with people who work with people with disabilities is fraught with danger.
4) I hope that on the drive down there Joe doesn't say, "Did I tell you about ..." because after 38 years, he has.
5) I hope that when we leave work and go shopping, I go the whole day without hearing the word 'r*tard' even once.
6) I hope that the woman at Tim Horton's who looks like her face could turn you to stone, cracks today and smiles. We've had a contest for over a year about who could make her smile. I hope I win and I hope her faces cracks but does not break.
7) I hope that I get a chance on the way home to get out of the car and practice more with my new wheelchair. I sit a little differently in it and I'm still learning the best push strokes. I'm thinking of excuses to go shopping.
8) I hope that our neighbour, the kind of weird one, isn't out front staring at us disapprovingly as we leave like she does most mornings.
9) I hope I have time for one silly internet search today. Like yesterday I tried to find the words for the song 'up on cripple creek' ... because that's where I was yesterday.
10) I hope I manage to be nice most of the time, thoughtful come of the time and kind all the time.
OK, I've put the pail back and now it's time to haul butt into the shower, into clothing, into car and go. Here's an eleventh ... one just for you ...
11) I hope that you have a day filled with hope too ...