Since I am writing about a friend who doesn’t know I’m writing about, I’ll keep everything anonymous.
I’ll call him “Luke”. ￼
I’ve known Luke probably 25 years or more.
I have known him since he had a slight condition of something which was undiagnosed￼.
From his needing a cane and thinking it was multiple sclerosis, to the right diagnosis of ALS a.k.a. Lou Gehrig’s disease￼.
Through it all, you’d think he didn’t have a care in the world.
He has always been in good cheer with a smile￼.
After 25 years he needs to ride on a motorized device with a specially equipped van.
I have never seen him feeling sorry for himself or in bad spirits.
Told his mother sometime ago that he is an inspiration for mankind.
Going through life you meet people with not 1/10 of his problems feeling like it’s the end of the world. Letting others know it. ￼
Something I read some years ago always stayed with me: that we think we are a physical body housing a spirit.
But we’re really a spirit surrounded by a physical shell. ￼
And Luke has a beautiful spirit that shines through that broken shell.
I’m proud to call him a friend.