Today was a new adventure for me, almost as fun as the one I had on Monday. 

Glenn wanted to go grocery shopping, but really felt he needed me to come along because it had been awhile since we last went. 

I had made up my mind to wear myself out on my crutches, and just sit down on Wal-mart's spiffy little benches, placed nicely around the store, but Glenn had another plan in mind.  He gave me the choice of a scooter, or a wheelchair attached to a huge basket in front of it.  I should have just dressed up as a clown to call anymore attention to myself.

But all joking aside, what stood out mostly to me today, in this position, was how many people are suffering in this store, in this town, in this country, in this world.

I saw many people with visible obstacles, they were trying to live with, using a scooter or wheelchair; but I saw many others who obviously weren't taking the easier away around by standing.  They were fighting with all of the energy they had in them to get around the store walking.  It made me want to hop out of my scooter, and hop the remainder of the way around the store.  I was more embarrassed by this, than my initial concern.

Having had a husband that fought cancer, it isn't hard to spot someone fighting for their life.  I saw so many fighters today.  I also have a dear family member, who looks healthy... but who is daily fighting cancer with constant discomfort. (Tomorrow, she is scheduled to have a tumor removed at 1p.m., so please pray for her.)

Some times I think many of us need to slow down and look around us, more than plodding through life, gripping about everything that doesn't go exactly the way we want, or for some temporary discomfort, or inconvenience.  It certainly gave me something to think about......that was...when I wasn't trying to steer clear of displays or other people.