By My internal tension is really working on me, lately. Let me see if I have what the world/ media/conventional wisdom says is right: We have a gazillion hats to wear, a gazillion boxes we must fit into so we can be understood by others? The approach I believe we should take is different. What do I have in mind? Hi, I am Stacey. A woman living and thriving with cerebral palsy. I am also an independent voter who is a political scientist who also works as a blogger and content creator who is telling my story to the world. I am a daughter; a granddaughter; a niece; a cousin; who is an only child by birth.
God knew how much I longed to be a sibling and made me one to extraordinary souls, who choose to be my siblings: who never see my chair, or any other adaptive equipment to make thriving possible and keep it up daily. They see their sister. These extraordinary souls keep making me an aunt. We come from different backgrounds, and we have different religious beliefs, in some cases, but that does not matter because we love and respect each other at the heart level.
Who says family is just blood or DNA? “Hello, my name is Stacey and I’m a child of the one true King.” Those words are from a song by Matthew West called “Hello, my Name is.” If you want to listen to the song, you can do so here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZuJWQzjfU3o. I know what is possible for the notion of family; because I live it every day. Forget the boxes we are supposed to fit in and just see people because that is what we are. People: humans doing the best they can to get through life, well. It is simple when you stop seeing people for what they are, and instead, see them for who they are is it not? Yeah, I believe it is.
