“The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It’s the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.” ― Lois Lowry, The Giver
I remember growing up especially in the early days of school, it was an interesting time for me more interesting now that I am older and have more understanding of course.
In elementary school I was the only student in mainstream classes with a visible disability that isn’t to say I was the only student in the school with such a situation just the only one in mainstream classes. Unfortunately this confused many, both the staff and my classmates at various times in those early days.
Because I was “different” in the eyes of my peers I know that pain of being at home on a Friday night in college and that is why I wrote this blog. It is my hope that my words, my experiences, my joys, sorrows and yes even my tight muscles will help someone know that they are not alone in this thing, this commonality that keeps you returning and me writing this blog about my life with cerebral palsy. I am humbled by the personal growth I’ve gained from writing this blog and from the emails and comments of thanks I receive on a daily basis.
Take that courage of being different and create change with it, maybe not on such a large scale as I have done here with lifeofthedifferentlyabled.com but be the change you wish to see in your own life!