Here's my story on how Michael has been inspiring me, even after the end:I was in the doctor's office, with an extremely bad headache, waiting for the test results to come back seeing if I had the flu (which thank God I don't!!) and I was thinking to myself, "This sucks. This sucks. This sucks," because I had *such* a bad headache and I was bored in the waiting room place. Well, then thoughts of Michael came into my head. I just was sitting there thinking how much time he spent in doctor's office's, waiting for results that would change his life forever. Then I thought to myself, "Why am I thinking this sucks so bad? It's not like I have a life-threatening disease. I have absolutely nothing to complain about." So, I took put more positive look to it. Then, since I had a better outlook on the situation, I decided that I wasn't gonna act so helpless just because I had a dumb headache. I wasn't gonna be waited on hand and foot, so I did stuff myself that I wouldn't have done before, like picking up my own garbage I made when I didn't want to pick it up in the first place. I had such a bad outlook over my situation today, and it seemed to make my headache worse. But then, after the doctor's office, I found out I didn't have the flu, and it wouldn't take long to clear up the headache, hopefully. Well, like I said, I didn't want to be waited on, so I did all the small things by myself. And guess what? My headache went away. In a way, it seemed that Michael was helping me along. I know I sound dorky, because it's just a stupid headache, but it was a REALLY bad one. I haven't had such a bad headache for a LONG time, and it lasted from the moment I woke up, until I decided to be a "Michael" and take matters into my own hands. I feel much better now. :)
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