When I was in college, I took a three month course in the Philippines. We stayed in the outskirts where it was difficult to get a lot of things. The most difficult item to find was hangers. I didn’t bring any hangers with me because I figured there would be hangers. I had a closet in my room, but nothing to hang things up with. It was frustrating.
But then I finally found and bought some hangers. I hung them up in the closet with my clothes. It was a great moment in my life. I felt so fulfilled. Ever since then I really appreciate hangers.
Here’s another one. When I was a kid one summer, I traveled to Cheyenne, Wyoming with my dad. He was working as a consultant during the day and I was on my own to wander around. One day I thought I would use the hotel pool which was in a building next to the hotel. I was swimming and having a good time. There was no one else there. I had to use the bathroom. I went into the bathroom and closed the door. When I was done, I tried to open the door, but realized it was stuck. It wouldn’t budge. I panicked.
I put my shoulder into the door, but nothing happened. I started to yell and bang on the door, hoping someone would hear me. No one was in the building, but I yelled anyway. I was desperate. I thought I might never be saved. About an hour later some people came in the building and heard me. They pulled really hard on the door and it opened. I was sooooo thankful. Ever since then, I really appreciate doors that work well.
You might know this one already. I got a double lung transplant about six and a half years ago. Now I daily notice and realllllllllllly appreciate breathing. Breathing to me feels like I won the lottery. It never gets old. Just writing about it is making me so happy and excited.