Friday, I had a tough CP day. My tough day wasn’t because I was in pain. The toughness came from being in my head too much and being frustrated because I couldn’t move the way I wanted to. The reason I was frustrated was because I knew how I wanted my body to move but
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Last August I got an Instagram direct message from a website that shares the stories of disabled people from around the world. They had seen my posts and wanted me to share my story with their audience. I was thrilled at the opportunity. Explaining that I was a Blogger and I already share my story
My outlook on life is absolutely a choice. I knew from a very early age I had a choice every day when I woke up as to how I was going to approach my condition. My granddaddy, who the world called Kirk, made sure I knew it was a choice. Kirk led by example. For
I was not comfortable being myself most of my childhood and adolescence. Trying to fit in felt like twisting myself into a pretzel. I wasn’t one for going out or being reckless. My perfect evening usually consist of listening to my favorite music or watching my favorite movie. Not much has changed in that really
I love my mama very much. When she gave birth to me about eight weeks early because of listeria we weren’t supposed to make it through delivery because of infection. We’re both still here. That fact is quite literally a miracle. Because of our circumstances we have a very unique bond. Mama teaches me to
Healing is a word that comes up frequently when people have a conversation with me. Most of the time conversations about me needing healing comes from strangers. I’m sure they mean well but it hurts. The strangers to say I need healing are only seeing my chair and not me. They are seeing when I
While listening to a podcast the other day, I discovered another way to understand my personality. Enneagram personality types were what the podcast was talking about. I had to do research to find out more because I’d never heard of it. What I found out is “the Enneagram is a system of personality typing that describes
This post is a thank you to all the people who have helped make this blog possible and to celebrate 200 blog posts. I hope you all will indulge me in these thank you’s and know I mean them from the bottom of my heart. The first goes to God: thank you for my life
Since the start of the pandemic, my immediate family and I have had to be really careful about what we do. We do our best to stay out of crowds as much as possible and still wear a mask when we go out most places along with being fully vaccinated and boosted. All of this
I’ve had a really emotional and tough week. I’m emotional by nature. And easy crier is what I am. Being positive for all of you is important but sometimes it’s difficult. So for this blog post I decided to let you see what it looks like when I have a bad week at least a