Second in an occasional series…
Who would have thought that a red bench could, or would, stir emotions? Near our home is a winding street that connects to many things in town. It passes the State College and a plethora of health and medical facilities. Along the street is a recreational trail. Enter the red bench. The afternoon sun was casting long shadows as we drove by. One lone runner captured my attention. She appeared to be maybe twenty something, hair pulled back, foot on the bench tying her shoe.
Would you have even thought twice about it? What you probably would have seen is just as I described. I saw energy and invigoration. I saw a time and way to clear my thoughts. I saw pure, simple fun. I saw something that I desperately wanted, and still want, to do – and can’t.
People are often amazed at what I can do. They often see a wheelchair or a pair of crutches and expect the least of the user. Sometimes I’m amazed at what I do, and then I see reality. I see the red bench almost every day. Every time I think how much I’d like to run that trail. We never pass by without me glancing toward it and wishing.
It is time for me to take that emotion and channel it toward something rewarding. Whether it’s exercising as I’m able, learning Yoga, or letting my love of photography re-kindle despite the limitations that have frustrated me, it’s time to stop at the red bench, tie my shoe, and finish my run. Please join me!
Thank you for stopping by and reading this. I’d love to hear your comments.