Beauty

Some paragraphs from my book




While in the nursing home, I used to go to the morning exercise group.  Most of the people there were severely disabled with crooked legs and arms and wobbly heads, yet they reached out.  Lin, a young lady who looked oriental wasn't able to talk very well.  She used to tease one of the aides saying, "Ahdy Fyuh" (Andy Fired.)  She then laughed mischeiviously. 

A young man took a liking to me.  He was brain damaged and in a wheelchair.   Every time I walked in the room, he get excited and waved.  These peole will probably be there the rest of their lives, yet they laughed and teased and got excited to see someone who they liked  They create their own pleasures.



I see a lot of beauty now that I'm able to notice.  When we think of beauty we think of nature, mountains and flowers.  I see beauty in people looking out for each other, to make life better.  I'm thinking about the person who stops to help when your car is stuck in an intersection.  I am also thinking about severely handcapped people reaching out to each other and laughing. 

I am so thankful for the people who work in mental health and I am so thankful for the people who did research and discovered Chlozaril.