Tell me, which of the following pathetic excuses is good enough to justify using toilets for disabled people:

It is nearer afterall.

Or

Maybe he shares my love for handicapped toilets because they are so freaking spacious and usually has your own mirror and wash basin! Coolness!

And then there was one who haughtily gave justification for using such toilets because she considered herself temporarily disabled. Why? Because menses was dribbling down her thighs.

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Of late, blogging and reading blogs have become a luxury. Time is at a premium. Much of it was spent on travelling, meetings, housekeeping, cooking, washing up afterwards and laundry. Apart from that time had to be allocated for administrative work such as replying to emails and drawing up plans and strategies for the projects that I am currently working on.

After all those, there is very little time left to myself. I have never been so occupied before. Most nights, I hit the pillow exhausted and fall asleep almost immediately. Noon naps have also become a rare indulgence. Those leisurely days of the past are gone. I had prayed for a purpose. It has been granted. I have no cause to complain. In fact, there is this minor sense of contentment for being able to see the direction that I need to take to achieve the goals that I have set.

What I miss most are those private moments of communion with God. Even prayers have to be rushed. It is just not right. It has been a while since I have spent quiet time contemplating on the spiritual aspects of my life. This is important for me to continue doing what I have begun. More than often, I have drawn strength and wisdom from the Scriptures when I am faced with obstacles. The road ahead is still long. I definitely will need guidance every step of the way. I need to go back to the root that brought about this wonderful journey. I need to go back to God.

Photo courtesy of Devyne.

What do you know? The Hair For Hospice campaign has on board a woman who pledged to shave her head together with the four of us. Devyne of Profound Sentiments of the Demented Soul had mulled over it, intimated to me about about that decision, informed her family and friends and here she is, pledging to give up her crowning glory to a cause that I believe in, one that she now believes in too. It took great courage on her part to give it all up for the Hospice. It is difficult enough to get men to shave their head, let alone a woman. Devyne made a big sacrifice and I applaud her for that. Devyne may lose her hair but the proceeds from this campaign will go towards helping many who will be losing their life. What giving up a headful of hair compared to comforting those who are waiting for their time?