The Bells Are Ringing For Me And My Cats

A ringing phone is usually a distraction to a writer. The writer is easily drawn away from their desk. Doing this makes a writer procrastinate.

When I discovered I was hearing impaired, I also discovered I could no longer hear my own phone ring. I became angry and frustrated.

I didn't have a solution to this dilemma until last week. On Thursday my roommate, and her dad, were off to visit another relative living in Utah. I've been home alone on other occassions, and missed all the incoming calls. My roommate tried to help me with the ringing situation by trying another phone with a different ring. But it was of no use to me - I still couldn't hear the new phone.

Before they left for their trip, they went to a local store. Peggy's dad bought me a bell that you can attach to the phone. It was loud enough for me to hear the ring.

I haven't missed a single call since the new ringer was connected. The only drawback is that my cats (having such good hearing themselves) jump a mile high and run as fast as the speed of lightning out of the room if they happen to be close when the phone rings.

Later that evening I received a call from a lady with my local union. I work as a caretaker for my roommate, and I belong to their union. She called to make an appointment to explain the benefits of the union to me, as I had just recently joined. She arrived around 4:00 PM the following day.

I'm so very happy to once again be able to hear my phone ring. I can't change the fact I'm hearing impaired, but I can adjust to my present situation.

The next time my phone rings, I'll be happy to hear it. This small difference in my life has stopped me from being angry. I don't like feeling that way. I've been looking for someone to blame for the change in my life.

Life is better when you look at it with a positive attitude. I prefer hearing encouraging voices rather then self-defeating ones. I try to drown out the negative voices, it's better to get back into the game of life, and be the person I was meant to be.

I know I shouldn't feel upset with anyone, yet when I'm at a low point in my life, it's easier to wish for things to be different.

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