A visit to a local sandwich shop today allowed me to glimpse something rather ordinary in a very extraordinary way. As I watched the counter-clerk stuff my pita bread with tomatoes, lettuce and cucumber, my attention was drawn from her, to some activity in the back room, adjacent to her service station. What I saw brought a giant smile to my face. A man in his mid thirties or so was grinning quite happily as he sliced a pepper through one of those industrial cutting devices. He seemed so amused and happy to have created this green spiral of pepper that lay on the counter before him, that I actually felt joy for his achievement. That pepper looked fantastic! He sorted through the circular bits of pepper as he smiled at me from the room.
Later, the gent approached one of the other staff and struggled with his words and diction as he tried to explain something to her about his task. It seemed apparent that he might have a cognitive disorder (or even a brain injury) of some sort. There was something in that moment that allowed me a grand view of this perspective landscape. How lucky we should all be to be alive and able, in all our shapes, forms and abilities to share in each other’s lives and contribute to a better society (or hungry bellies!). No job or task should be too little or menial for anyone to accomplish. Albeit, we are all are born with different capabilities for varying degrees of tactile function or cognition (none better or worse than the other), but we should never consider that an inequality or injustice when you consider the end product of personal satisfaction (when the job suits the needs of the individual). Everyone is special and unique. This should be celebrated.
That is my appreciation for the day.
Love and Hugs