Aubrie Lee

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I have a disability.

It has manifested differently throughout my life, I have felt differently about it in various stages of my life, and people have treated me differently my whole life because of it.  I could walk when I was a child, and I transitioned to using a wheelchair over my teenage years.  Now, I’m an adult (or so they tell me), and soon I will have spent more of my life with a wheelchair than without one.  It’s funny- as my disability became more pronounced, I became more comfortable with it.  That has been my journey.

Now I want to bring others on that journey.  i want to bring you on that journey.  My disability is not all of me, but I would not be who I am without it.  It’s not bad.  It’s different.  It’s notable.  In fact, it’s evern…no, could it be?  Dare I say it?  Beautiful.

What is beauty, but the quality that beholders’ minds decide?  Behold me.  I am temporary flesh and durable machine.  I am an index for the progression of society.  I am a creator of art, ideas and dreams.  I am a glimpse of your future.  I am a person whom friends and family love no less.  I am a case study in the possible.  I am on the who can behold the world and treasure it.  And I am not the only one.

So when you think of disability, I want you to think of the beauty in it.

Disability.  Beauty.  Disability.  Beauty.

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