Blessed

So yesterday....I was walking from my car to the building I work in...which is only about 2 blocks. I was waiting in a cross walk....when I noticed the sweet lady who I see almost every other day...who is blind. She and her friend (who helps her )are usually crossing the crosswalk in front of my car when I'm at the light...but today I was early and saw her across the way. I noticed her little friend was not with her and looked like she was having trouble deciding when to cross or not. I was trying so hard to run over to her to see if I could help her cross the street and where she was going....but by the time I reached her she had already made her way across the street and was walking in the opposite direction to her building. I was so frusterated with my self for not getting to her in time and I started to cry. Those of you who know me...know that I am tenderhearted and cry pretty easily..so I'm sure this does not come as a shock!....So there I was crying.....A.) because anytime I see someone with a disabiity...I tear up.....because I usually feel so guilty that they have a hardship...and I have this perfect...easy life...with no handycaps or disabiity hindering my sight or ability to walk or talk. And it just breaks my heart that someone else has to go through that; and B) I feel like God always provides opportunites for me to help someone out....but I never seem to make it in time to help the person.....I try and yet I can't catch them. So I was just frustrated. I'm silly..I know.....but I cried for a moment then pulled myself together and went on to work! I know how truely blessed I am...however, I still find reasons to complain, feel bad for my self or think something is not fair...and then I see someone...who has an obstacle in life...and they smile, don't complain....and give life 100%.....and it humbles me everytime and honestly reminds me of how blessed I am. What a simple impact someone in that situation has on me....it keeps me humble and mindful of what is really important. It holds me accountable to keep my attitude in line. I am reminded of one of my favorite quotes: "I was angered because I had no shoes, then I met a man who had no feet."