Sunday, May 08, 2005
X's affliction was, to him, like a burden he had to carry. his 'albatross' so to speak. it made him often wish he was 'normal', because limitations abounded. there were so many things he couldn't do, so many things he missed out on) of course it only looked that way when it was with respect to the good stuff but.. *shrug*).
but in some ways life is fair. the affliction taught him about limitations, and in some rare instances, humility. the illness taught him about restraint, about moderation. it reminded him he wasn't invulnerable, that in any and every situation, dangers were real (i guess it was more of him having greater awareness about threats around him.
By taking away some opportunities and abilities, life presented X with other things in compensation. like his gift of writing, even if sometimes it resulted in lousy poetry. X had to admit it was quite a nice gift, to be able to express himself so easily in the written word. he often wondered if he had the potential to be not just a writer, but a good one (a published one even). but potential untapped just remains that - potential.
in X's life, the illness wasn't the only 'gift and curse'. there were other such things, bigger things. but that will come another time...
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