Broken Lives Matter

Hello Lovelies! I have some thoughts about this guy. Look for them beneath the reel; I want you to hear what he has to say.  <iframe src="https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?height=476&href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Freel%2F1923078268262139%2F&show_text=true&width=267&t=0" width="267" height="591" style="border:none;overflow:hidden" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="true" allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowFullScreen="true"></iframe>      Okay, first of all, he's right about one thing. Saying "what happened to you?" to someone using a mobility aid is rude. However, I don't think it's rude for the reasons he says it is. Calling it "disrespectful" seems cheap, as if you're minimizing the offense. It is flat out willful ignorance.     Also, it assumes the aid ...

Hello Lovelies, we have a visibility month!     I wasn't even aware the Disabled had a month in the spotlight. But when the clock ticked past Midnight on July first, it ceased to be Pride Month (an equally important month of visibility for marginalized groups) and became Disability Visibility Month:)     Calling it that does sound a little clumsy though. Maybe Disabled Visibility Month would be better. It's highly gratifying to see that the world is waking up. At least part of it is! This means that in the few short years I've been maintaining this blog, we're edging out of "better not seen and not heard" into part of the global vision. I used to be so sure and so sad that I felt we were destined never to be seen as equally valuable. Now that mindset is fading! Although I could never ever take credit for bringing visibility to my community, with just my little blog.     But I have (I hope) shown how there are a growing number of other  people with disa...

 Hello Lovelies! I've just come from lunch, and it was simple and enjoyable, though there was a time when it was not. Right after brain surgery after brain surgery, lifting utensils to feed myself was impossible, let alone holding or loading up a plate with food. So life was one frustration after another, waiting to be fed when I was hungry, settling for more or less than I felt capable of eating because whoever fed me (usually my mother, sometimes a nurse) didn't think I'd want as much as I did, or thought they'd already given me more than I wanted. Something like this baby would really have come in handy! To this day I very rarely relinquish control of my plate, even if I have to be extra careful balancing it on my walker as I go around a buffet table or whatever. It's a small price to pay for enough green beans to suit me! Not to mention that often times, even if I expressly say, "I'll take a little of everything," I end up with less. Who makes thes...

Hello Lovelies! Yes, the bit about cute comments being "infantilizing" resonates deeply. Don't make quips at my expense to ease the tension for you . I don't yuck it up about my own challenges. Just think of me as a person. With a mobility aid. That's it. That's all:) Cheers everyone! https://www.facebook.com/reel/503261679385712 

Could we make this the standard procedure for dealing with mobility aids that are vital to a passenger's ability to function int he society when they get where they're going? it would be a game changer. https://www.facebook.com/share/r/1RBYy5uDm2/https://www.facebook.com/share/r/1RBYy5uDm2/

 Hello Lovelies! In the spirit of the season, I'm sharing this happy clip. Be inspired: https://www.facebook.com/reel/1371434100820704 I don't know him, but I am so proud of him!