Growing Empathy Through Suffering

I’ve been thumping around the house on crutches for approximately 48 hours. I severely sprained my ankle on Thursday and now I’m getting a large dose of what it’s like to be on crutches as an older adult.

When I was 14 years old, I was on crutches for a month, due to foot surgery. My high school was 2-stories high and there was no elevator. I had classes on both floors so I went up and down the stairs multiple times a day. I became a “professional” on the crutches, with so much practice. My best trick was being able to balance on only the crutches, while swinging my body forward and back. Showing this off to my friends and teachers was like doing magic tricks. Navigating stairs and small spaces was also easy as I could hop on my other leg. I was young and it was all piece of cake.

Now I’m 50 years old and the difference is pronounced. Continue reading “Growing Empathy Through Suffering”