The Blessing of Being Bowlegged
A friend who runs complained recently about chafing. It occurred to me
that I never chafe--never have and probably never will. Why? My mama
done told me many years ago. "Be thankful you're bowlegged," she said,
"because when you aren't, your legs rub together and you chafe." A
blessing to be bowlegged! Who would have thought!
While walking this morning, I got to thinking that the most
unattractive circumstances can present great blessings. I began to
think of such blessings in my own life.
I am twice divorced and thrice married. What a blessing! Hard to
recognize the blessing in that? Any heartache that we suffer gives us
strength and new insights. And with divorce comes the joys of new
courtship, new love, new family members, and a new adventure--not to
mention new lessons learned.
I have always hated my thin hair. But several women have told me that
thick hair makes them very hot. Plus, they must pay someone to thin out
their hair from time to time. Another blessing for me!
Iím an asthmatic, which is a real bummer. But without this disease I
might not concern myself much with what I eat or how I live my life.
Because of my asthma, I have studied health issues and garnered amazing
information, consequently practicing a much healthier lifestyle than I
otherwise would. Yet another blessing.
I walked three miles yesterday. I hope to do the same today. Being
bowlegged, I never know how to walk. Do I turn my feet out so my knees
will point forward, or do I turn my knees inward so my feet will go
straight? I don't know. But one thing is certain: there will be no
chafing--because, thankfully, I am bowlegged!
Tina Rae Dozier
April 24, 2009