What happened to
The fresh air that I breathe,
A smoky haze has filled my house,
I look outside there is a looming haze,
I shut all my windows, turn off the air conditioner,
and let my dog in, and double check that the cat is
inside as well.
I cough and then cough again.
I put on my shoes to step outside to make sure they was no fire on our street,
thinking that one could possibly be very close.
I could smell the smoke much stronger outside,
I could see no firetrucks.
I was somewhat dumbfounded as to what was going on,
as I had only been awake for about five minutes.
I went inside and turned on the television.
It turned out that because of the smoke in the next province.
and with the wind that was causing all the smoke,
They were recommending anyone with any type of respiratory problem
to stay inside, and anyone with serious illnesses as well.
They had done some air quality test and it was considered to be jeopradized.
Those poor people in British Columbia,
The fires must make it very hard for them.
Every year it is common due to lightning strikes in the mountains
to start fires. Nothing saddens me more than to see the remnants
of the trees , burnt grass, destruction left behind..
So far the worst day was Wednesday,
people complaining of headaches,
nausea, sore throats, sore eyes,
and breathing problems.
Hopefully it will disapear in a few days,
and that the fires will be put out,
and that everyone is safe and sound,
and healthy and breathing okay.
Fires have always scared me,
I worked in a sunglass store,
and I had a gentleman that would come and visit.
He was a burn victim, had no ears, hardly any nose, fingers gone,
I would say at least 90 percent of his body was scarred very badly.
I have to admit he startled me, I had been putting stock away,
and when I stood up, he must have seen the expression on my face,
I told him sorry that I had not seen him because of putting the stock away.
He needed the best kind of sunglasses because now he was so light sensitive,
the glasses could not be too heavy because of no ears,
we finally got him into a pair of Polarized Oakleys,
He loved that he could be styling.
Over a few years he came many times to visit,
and he was always surprised that I had no problem touching his skin
and doing adjustments. I learned so much from him,
what strength he had to face the world where most people automatically look,
because he was different,
What a kind soul, what an inspiration,
he never once complained,
He had his big floppy hat to protect him too,
and he always smiled when he said goodbye,
and I always shook his hand,
again I think he was surprised by that.
He never volunteered his story,
and I never asked,
we both knew he had been in a fire..
After I went on to another job,
I never saw him again,
I think about him often, and I smile,
I often wonder if he knows what an impact he made on my life.
He taught me that you can get through anything,
that life is about hardships, and living is about how we deal with them.
When life can get to you, you pick yourself up by your bootstraps and you go on,
and you adjust.
We all have our own battles,
I have an illness that when I laugh I can lose muscle control and fall down,
Some people say they are inspired by me by how I live my life,
I don't have a right to complain,
I think sometimes God has a really funny sense of humor.
But he is right there walking beside us,
teaching us lessons that we are even unaware of..
I think of David often,
not of his difigurement, but of the friendship that grew,
I often wonder what pair of sunglasses he is wearing now,
I pray that people got to know him and were not scared off,
because sometimes when one feels uncomfortable,
we can act really foolish.
I pray he is well and that his days have been pain free.
There are Angels that walk this earth,
To me he is one of them.
One of the bravest, strongest, charming, determined individuals I have ever met.
He is beautiful.
I hope one day we cross paths again.
Have a wonderful weekend,
and I hope
it is your Best Day Ever.