Back in April 2015 I wrote about a good Samaritan who helped me when I was homeless, by buying me a pair of shoes that happened to be the only pair I had for over a year. I have an update for you.
I recently had a fall semester class with a lady whom resembled this good Samaritan. She happened to be my professor in Biology Lab 101.
For the longest time, I would just stare at her in class, knowing that she resembled my saving grace. You see, my feet were bare. There were a lot of little glass shards imbedded into the soles of my feet from walking on dirty sidewalks. I was getting close to becoming immobile from the injuries I was sustaining.
This professor resembled her so much, that I finally broke down and explained why I couldn't keep from studying her in class. I told her how I was saved by a good Samaritan and she had tears in her eyes. I then thanked her for the wonderful shoes and explained that they were my only pair for over a year. She said, "You're Welcome".
I have an unexplained fact about this story that might peak your interest. You see, I had an assignment that needed to go into her mailbox at school so she could grade it. She looked so much like my "aunt Luz" that I described in my previous story that I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked at the first name on that mailbox.
That name was- Luz.
Now my good Samaritan never gave her name. I just knew the name that my symptoms gave me after I put the shoes on. This is an amazing reuniting. I finally was able to say, "Thank you.". And, I have stronger faith that my symptoms are a special gift. A gift that scares others due to their ignorance and prejudices. But, they don't scare me anymore, but they used to. How would you explain me knowing her name without being told what her name was? This is not a coincidence, but a blessing and a gift of unimaginable beauty.
Some people call us angels. Those of us with mental illness. I don't think I am an angel, but I do think I have a greater purpose than being locked up for being gifted. If you don't understand mental illness, then look for my Vocabulary ABC's.
Gifted people can surprise you. This gift, surprised me.
I would like to add a TEDxTALK here about vocabulary algorithms. I have become a TEDxTALK junkie. It is a great way to communicate. They are like short seminars. A great find!
I recently had a fall semester class with a lady whom resembled this good Samaritan. She happened to be my professor in Biology Lab 101.
For the longest time, I would just stare at her in class, knowing that she resembled my saving grace. You see, my feet were bare. There were a lot of little glass shards imbedded into the soles of my feet from walking on dirty sidewalks. I was getting close to becoming immobile from the injuries I was sustaining.
This professor resembled her so much, that I finally broke down and explained why I couldn't keep from studying her in class. I told her how I was saved by a good Samaritan and she had tears in her eyes. I then thanked her for the wonderful shoes and explained that they were my only pair for over a year. She said, "You're Welcome".
I have an unexplained fact about this story that might peak your interest. You see, I had an assignment that needed to go into her mailbox at school so she could grade it. She looked so much like my "aunt Luz" that I described in my previous story that I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked at the first name on that mailbox.
That name was- Luz.
Now my good Samaritan never gave her name. I just knew the name that my symptoms gave me after I put the shoes on. This is an amazing reuniting. I finally was able to say, "Thank you.". And, I have stronger faith that my symptoms are a special gift. A gift that scares others due to their ignorance and prejudices. But, they don't scare me anymore, but they used to. How would you explain me knowing her name without being told what her name was? This is not a coincidence, but a blessing and a gift of unimaginable beauty.
Some people call us angels. Those of us with mental illness. I don't think I am an angel, but I do think I have a greater purpose than being locked up for being gifted. If you don't understand mental illness, then look for my Vocabulary ABC's.
Gifted people can surprise you. This gift, surprised me.
I would like to add a TEDxTALK here about vocabulary algorithms. I have become a TEDxTALK junkie. It is a great way to communicate. They are like short seminars. A great find!