..just keep on pushing..

It was one day of energy and enthusiasm when I finally made the last charting, medication and bedside care for my two patients. The last three years, this has been the content of my everyday activities, and I thank God that He created me to be an advocate for the sick. I signed the last pages of my nurses' notes, surveyed the place I'll detach myself for the meantime, and the people that made significant imprints in my career. I never been so in love with my profession, not until death beds taught me to love life deeply with compassion. 

I hurried towards the elevator, smiling at the image I saw in the mirror. Just as I'm about to push the close button, someone is in a hurry to have a ride too. He's in his 20's riding in a wheelchair. He smiled brightly, and it was the most genuine smile I've seen for that day after a load of tasks in my shift. I was waiting in anticipation that someone is pushing his wheelchair, but he's as quick as saying that he managed to ride that chair by himself and manipulated it with a breeze. His speech is a bit distorted while he relates to me that his mother is admitted. I close the elevator and commended his efforts, as if we've known each other somewhere before. I offered to give him a push, and he was so thankful, but it was effortless because he was well-equipped in moving the wheelchair aided by his feet. I cannot even see a faint of  bitterness in his face. He is a handicapped. And he keeps on moving forward, he just keeps on pushing. "You are the most beautiful thing I ever saw today", I told him. And I bid him goodbye. He smiled, and went away in that throne that was his world. 

I always feel lucky having been able to see what others cannot see, and experienced what others could only read in a book. In a rush hour where elevators are just mediums to bring people to where they want to be, I felt that it became a stage where God showed a little piece of heaven. As I continue to walk in life, I will remember my own inner "handicaps", too. It's something that will not stop me to miss the bounty and yet to unfold beauty of life, but something to ring a bell to keep my feet on the ground, and my heart to heaven's above. 

He has access to your heart, just keep on pushing!=)