Waiting for My Left Foot

I broke my left foot when summer began, possibly making it one of my worst summers ever. I decided to write about my experience while I sat around waiting for my left foot to heal, repair and mend. I found that we spend most of our time waiting for something or someone. Waiting for my left foot to heal has made me understand those with disabilities and how difficult it is for them to function. I now have a deeper compassion for those who suffer from physical disabilities. My temporary disability was nothing in comparison to what others endure on a permanent basis. Sharing my story may seem silly or ridiculous to some, but this experience forced me to think and learn, therefore it was not a waste of time.