Lucky

I was watching Animal Planet this afternoon and they featured this cat with one blind eye and cleft palate (kinda like hare lip cases in humans). It was a poor sight to look at. The cat's owner is a SpEd teacher for kids and she uses the cat to boost the kids' self-esteem and impart self acceptance. She does it effectively.

It gave me a lot of realizations. That it's okay to be different. That being different/unordinary doesn't mean you're not special...or that you're less of a person. That one can be happy even if he doesn't have everything that others have. Not that I badly needed these realizations in life. It just made me ponder the thought: If a disabled cat or child can find happiness in their lives, why can't a normal person ever be contented with his/hers?