He sat in his motorized wheelchair. I sat, by invitation, in his recliner. He told me how his progressive disease has recently robbed him of his ability to walk. And how it has created numerous additional health issues. All within a very short period of time.
I expressed sorrow at hearing this.
He smiled at me. Joyfully. He said “hey, it’s life, you have to stay humble and not be bitter”.
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