Heard You Were An Ostomate Inside Out (Feb/08)

February 2008
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Heard You Were An Ostomate

Sunny

I heard that you're an ostomate. Is it true what I heard about you? That you have no guts, your bladder is gone, and that you're all washed up and through? Yet, whenever I look at you, you're beaming with joy and grace. You never hint at the strife you've borne, disguised by the smile on your face.

You seem to be a special breed, bent on helping others to live. Your suffering must have battered your life, yet you reach out and always forgive. I'd think that you might be angry at the way fate has picked on you. But, I'd never suspect it if you are, for your love always seems to shine through. I assume your second chance at life makes each day a pleasure. And, your thankfulness for health and friends makes itself a treasure. See, I know you are an ostomate- a pattern you have set for me. Like you, I'll try to help others cope with their new way of life, cheerfully. A second chance, reborn to serve, and as happy as can be. Ostomates inspire me and my friends with service offered so free. So, out in the open - your secret is known, your formula for success is in view. You're an asset to this weary old world; We're blessed for having ostomates like you.

SOURCE:UOA Website & The Ostomee-News, Fairfield, OH /The ReRoute on-line, Evansville, IN January 2008, via Inside Out On-line Feb/08.

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