When I was very young, I traveled to a small island and met someone who was disabled like me. I remember standing at a home which had a long staircase. I was terrified of falling, so I stood very still. A lady came out with her disabled daughter; the daughter did not speak.
I wanted to speak to the daughter so badly, but I soon learned that this young lady had a taken a bad fall down steps and ever since then, she hadn’t been the same carefree girl. I felt awful. My stomach turned in knots. I hope that the lady I met so long ago and so far away, is fine now with a loving family of her own.
I knew how the young lady felt because all of my young life people looked at me with sorrow and tears swarming, while I stood minding my own business. I know how to live now with joy overflowing because I know that life is not easy for anyone—disabled, or not. My hope is for all of you, no matter what circumstance you are given, you keep on living with hope and strength. You can overcome anything in life.
Was there ever a time where you met someone you felt like you could relate to because of a disability? Who was that person, and how did that affect how you live life today? I would love to hear your story.