My life has not been the easiest of journeys, but I have learned from each of my experiences. It was not my choice to be disabled or to have to struggle more than most, but my disability has taught me to be determined and to persevere. I am not an inspiration, nor I am asking for pity. I am asking to live.
I am a woman. I am a mother. I am disabled. This is me. I love my little boy more than I can say. He is one of my legacies. I am his advocate, whether or not I’m on wheels. He depends on me to instill values in him, such as, life is beautiful.
No matter how difficult the circumstance, life is beautiful. Even when people are rude or stare, life is beautiful. He is struggling right now, but he is loved, so life is beautiful. Mommy may be in pain sometimes, and life is still beautiful.
It may sound like a mantra to some, but it is a reminder for me to keep going, to persevere. Let’s face it. Life is hard. Sadness is inescapable at times, but I still believe that even in sadness and difficult situations, beauty must be seen.
This is what I tell my son whenever he asks about how hard my disability is: “Yes, I struggle. My power chair is my way of moving around. Yes, you may struggle, too. I help you, and you help me. We are a family and we help each other, and that’s what makes life beautiful.”
Parenting Pod says
What a great mantra. I think if more people recited this to themselves, they would be better parents. Thanks for sharing!