Boston II

I ran into this girl during one of the breaks in the MAS program at the ISBCC. I started out asking her the usual...where she's from, what she does, etc. She told me she was from Virginia, and she worked in Boston.
"Oh, so you must miss your family," I told her knowingly."
"No, I see them almost every week."
"Really, so you don't have to spend much time up here for work."
"No, I'm here during the week."
"Okay..." She must have seen the confused look on my face.
"I commute ten hours from Virginia to Boston every week."
"Ten hours! That must be so hard!"
"Hamdellah."
"I mean, I can barely tolerate commuting an hour for my work!"
"Hamdellah, it's okay."
"But don't you get bored?"
"Hamdellah."
"Sleepy?"
"Hamdellah."
"Lonely?"
"Hamdellah."
What was wrong with this girl? I'm here lathering on my empathetic consolations, and she won't even concede any genuine grumbles or join me in commiserating. What gives?
"Okay, do you want me to tell you?" she said.
I said yes. And she began to tell me how one day last summer she was crossing the street, and she was hit by a van. She told me that she was hospitalized, with a coma. And when she woke up she was unable to move any part of her body. She said her jaw was so swollen, she couldn't even move her tongue. And because the doctors wanted the swelling in her eye to go down, they taped one of them open. Imagine trying to sleep with your eye taped open. She told me how no one thought she would walk again, and how she couldn't feel the tips of her fingers or toes. And now she was sitting in front of me, talking and moving around as if nothing ever happened.
"So I have no reason to complain, alhamdulilah," she said, "Every time I blink I remember how much Allah has blessed me."
I was so inspired by what this girl had said. I realized how easily complaints would leak from my mouth. I still haven't fully realized all the lessons my own trial was meant to teach. I feel that Allah (SWT) put this girl in my path as a gentle reminder- not only of how much I have to be grateful for, but also of how little I have to complain about. Alhamdulilah.