an inspiration to me

i want to tell you a story about someone who i think is an inspiration and i don't think he even believe's he is.

About two weeks ago i was walking home in the rain, it was about 5.30pm and i saw a guy crossing the road. Nothing unusaul there, only this guy was blind when i caught up to him he was about to walk into a wall, so i asked him if he was ok? he replied "im lost i went into the shop and i think i've gone the wrong way" so i asked him where he wanted to get to, he told me the name of the road, knowing it was only about a 10 minute walk and i was already soaked it seemed like the right thing to do, to walk him where he needed to be. so i did.
As we walked to be polite he started a convisation asking me what i did, i told him i am studying music and he then told me that he plays harmonica, i told him that i had a harmonica and learnt part of a song but wasn't much good he then told me that it was harmonica and music that kept him going when he lost his sight aged just 11. He continued his story and as he spoke it was quite clear that he had been through some depressing times but he had come out of them using music as his savior, and since then he has played live and now runs his own shop and is even learning guitar now!

to me this man is a true inspiration he first thought the hand he was dealt but has come to except it not only that but make the most of the things he has he even suggested giving me harmonica lessons! so i guess the moral to this story is from the mans perspective is don't take anything for granted and to make the most of the resources you have. and from my perspective that if you take just a small bit of time to help someone out you never know your kindness may pay you back in ways you never excpected (though i didnt excpect to be paid back at all.)