thank you for sharing that. I am not a stroke survivor, I am a caregiver, and I think this applies to us as well.

hugs anne

Fred,

Thank you for sharing. I read it twice slowly so it would sink in. How true it is!

Hey, how did it go on the job when you went back this past weekend?

Good entry, Fred :Good-Post: , thanks!

Fortunately, asking "Why me?" hasn't been a major problem for me. I guess years back, even pre-stroke, my conscience kicked in at one point and I realized "Well, why not me?" in the sense that I'm no better or worse than anyone else. Your entry, though, still made me stop and think, and feel very fortunate.

Oh, yeah, I echo Stessie's question: how'd your first day back at work go? Please tell us when you can. Inquiring minds want to know!

Pam

Stessie and PamToo,

It was great, I didn't get sleepy, sit on my scooter a lot, greeted many of my everyday customers who wondered where I had been. So hopefully I can get back in the groove soon. Forty hours you know but what can I say, I can use the dollars!

Glad the entry started you thinking, I was hoping I could help someone feel better about themselves.

Fred:

thanks for sharing wonderful blog with us. I spent my first few years thinking why me, & felt miserable, but when focus shifted to why not me, life became wonderful again. I am actually grateful for this experience in my life at that point in my life.

I am glad your first day went well. soon you will be back in groove.

Asha

When my Dad was alive he was a Greeter at Walmart He loved people and could not ever adjust to retirement. When he retired from the ministry he continued to do hospital visitation anything the could volunteer to do. You and my Dad would have been quite fond of each other. I know I am my Dads Daughter.

Fred,

That was totally beautiful and so so true - thank you dear for sharing it with us. As always, quite profound entry.

When my Dad was alive he was a Greeter at Walmart He loved people and could not ever adjust to retirement. When he retired from the ministry he continued to do hospital visitation anything the could volunteer to do. You and my Dad would have been quite fond of each other. I know I am my Dads Daughter.

Thanks!

Besides my mother's dad being a preacher, the brother before me became a preacher, still is, and I just go to church on a regular schedule these days. I did my share of all the crazy things as a young man and adult so I gotta go with God these last few years of my life otherwise I'd run into all those devils I grew up with in Hell.

Thanks Fred for your post. I haven't done "why me" since my stroke because I don't think anyone "deserves" ill health. But that doesn't mean I don't have trouble copying, accepting my lot, and adjusting. I pray a lot and know that things will happen in God's time, not mine. I also did a lot of wild crazy things in my youth but I don't believe I'm being punished. God is giving me the grace to deal with this one day at a time.

Leah

Dear Fred,

What a wonderful way to answer the often asked question, "Why me?". Your Faith in the Lord shines through in your posts and is an inspiration to many of us! God Bless and Keep you, Fred........Joy