For a black scarf
I went to TJ Maxx today to buy a black scarf, we can never have to many of those. I walked in, my boyfriend set Woody (portable oxygen) in a cart and I pumped to 4.5 liters to enjoy browsing.
I looked at all the bags, jewels, beauty products and then saw the scarves and picked out a silky-black one. I really like it, it's almost satin-like with a gentle touch. I saw the shoe aisles and smiled :)
My boyfriend and I joked about what shoes I'd purchase next. Then, I saw them - the black, suede, 5 inch, peep-toe heels. I immediately grabbed them and slid them on. I was telling my boyfriend how lovely they where and how sad I was I couldn't walk anymore in heels (muscle deterioration) when a woman wearing an orange sweater made a comment.
I was laughing when she said, "Those are bad for your feet." I smiled and replied "I know, I just adore a nice heel." She gave me half a smile and then said "They are bad for your feet though and they'll leave you crippled by the time you're 50." I was insulted. As she turned the aisle, I politely said "I'll be dead by then." She answered whimsically "No you won't." So I said "Yes I will." She said something but I had pushed her out of my mind.
I looked at my boyfriend in disbelief and vented how I felt awful with the word "cripple." We argued a bit, his point was that I shouldn't argue with strangers or answer with such things.
My feelings of the word "cripple." I am a cripple by definition. I am disabled with acceptance of my diseases. I know exactly what that word can do to someone's mind and heart. No one should use the word "cripple" to prove a point.
We are more than our diseases and very much alive.
The moral I think that you should take from this is: We are secretly ninja turtles with dry coughs.
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