SELFLESS.

I shared this post regarding a deaf blind man the other day, highlighting how *SELFLESS* this young lady was. I was then made aware of a twitter thread posted by Rebecca Cokely, who is apparently an US disability activist.

And so on…. (do read the full twitter thread)

It is somehow expected that airlines (and hospitals) employ appropriately trained staff to assist, especially, those who happen to have communication issues. Otherwise, they, the customers, should not be travelling.

Errrrrmm….

My sister, who has worked for an airline and is highly experienced in customer services, has this to say, in response.

Valid points but if he was happy / confident to travel alone that’s his choice? In an ideal world every flight would have flightcrew representing every spoken language and all means of communication; plus a doctor for any medical emergencies. That’s not going to happen (but technology is becoming advanced enough to help), so second to this ideal it would be nice to think that an airline would be able to include a deafblind communicator crew member on his booked flight, but this would presumably restrict his choice of when he travels (much like only being able to see captioned performances at a particular show twice a year). If this isn’t a reality, it leaves us with the situation we have today, employees and fellow travellers who do the best that they can.

If the concern is primarily consent – there is a lovely video of an interview he (Tim Cook, the man in the viral video) has done –

I also came across this which is the other extreme. Sad to see this had happened –

https://www.edinburghnews.scotsman.com/news/deaf-blind-man-is-hauled-off-easyjet-flight-over-safety-fears-1-4413794/amp

Why is it so hard for people to just let it be? It is, to quote my friend, “miserable shits” in society who make it so difficult, for certain people to get by these days.

A drop of kindness goes a very long way… There is no harm at all, in going above and beyond.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

 

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Time Out…

Time out

There is so much love in the air at this point in time that it is making me think twice, perhaps even thrice, about everything. Everyone….

Being reminded of how it feels to fall in love, being in love and thus feeling loved, is pretty hard going. Some people can shrug it off and get on with life whereas others will just crumble, from time to time.

It is okay; to crumble. It is okay, to have a cry. It is okay, to be angry. What we all need to remember is that we, each and every one of us, is to be kind to ourselves and not over think. Too many “what if’s” isn’t healthy, too much time spent ruminating, also isn’t healthy.

I find it helps to visually sort out all the thoughts and emotions into a box and pack them away. Dispatching it even. Seeing and feeling the weight fade away.

There is no such thing as a perfect person but there is and there will be, someone that is perfect for you… and me. Until then, let us reserve our hearts.

Meanwhile, do make sure to take some time out each and every day, to treat yourself. For a little dab of my favorite perfume and a mug of hot chocolate, to me, is priceless.

You deserve it and so much more.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

#selfies

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Absolutely!! Shame on all those who took a photo or even a video of themselves in the shadow of the Tower. Classed as a selfie either which way in my book. How awfully disrespectful of all those who perished and lost loved ones…

Not only that, the locals are having to live such such a tragedy in their midst every second of the day, just imagine how torturous that would be?

Have some respect people, it won’t hurt you.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

In My Life…

Little do people know that I knocked on death’s door, three times in a year. That year was a life changing experience, not just for me but for my family and close friends also.

Hence why, this song is more than apt, for all those in my life because only I know, how it feels to love and cherish others that much more.

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~ SJ (Sara Jae)

You Ain’t Heavy…

Today, I was reminded of this song, which holds precious childhood memories. This song naturally means a lot to me, especially the hidden meaning behind it.

“Whatever the theme, “He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother” describes a stronger person, either emotionally or physically who uncomplainingly provides support for someone, may be a brother or maybe just a friend or even an acquaintance who is finding it more difficult to make the same journey. The singer’s only complaint is that not everyone is prepared to make the same compromises.”

“He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother”

The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother

So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We’ll get there
For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother

If I’m laden at all
I’m laden with sadness
That everyone’s heart
Isn’t filled with the gladness
Of love for one another

It’s a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we’re on the way to there
Why not share
And the load
Doesn’t weigh me down at all
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother

He’s my brother
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother…

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There is a reason for everything, even if it is not obvious to you or myself.Be kind and patient, always.

“Life is not a problem to be solved but a reality to be experienced” ~ Soren Kirkegaard.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

Gangsta Granny…

The other day I took my usual walk but this time I chose the local park. I had stopped walking in there due to the high number of dogs roaming free. I do not mind dogs, as long as their owners pick up their defacations after them.

I was enjoying what was a peaceful and tranquil stroll, admiring mother nature and her designs when suddenly this old lady came zooming and swerving at me in her mobility scooter. I was frozen to the spot out of sheer astonishment. I managed to hear her grumbling away but the overall speed did not allow me to understand what I had done wrong, if anything. This was not a race course after all…

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I decided I was not in the wrong, she was, simply because this was a public park, with narrow public paths – for two pedestrians. Not some gangsta granny with some right of way and over the rest of the world. I then approached a member of staff and explained that there was an old lady on a mobility scooter, who very nearly ran me down.

“She has a dog?” he asked, I nodded. “We know about her” he added.

The realisation set in that I was not the first – how many others were there?

Upon sharing my experience with local friends, they inform me that there is an old lady that lives here, who has an ASBO for the way she drives her mobility scooter.

Seriously?!

Why don’t people have to have a license to own a mobility scooter? Not everyone is ‘all there’ and not everyone can safely drive one. In the wrong hands, they can be fatally dangerous and destructive. “Much like some drivers need to have their license taken away.” a friend reflected.

Respect is earned, not given.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)