Hello Lovelies! Following a new lady on FaceBook, Misa On Wheels , whose latest post has my mind absolutely spinning. There is so much I could say! This speaks to me as a disabled woman navigating a severely Ableist world, and as a "nearly wed," who would have been married 13 years this October. Michael and I would--arguably should--be celebrating our anniversary this fall by going to some exotic locale or by me making him my meatloaf:*( Instead, I don't even have a grave to visit, since his family opted out of a traditional burial and did not separate his ashes. This picture speaks to me most poignantly for another reason at this age. My legs are not as reliable as they used to be, and my balance has never been reliable. In all likelihood, these days, I would have to be the girl in this picture on my wedding day. Would that make me any less the blushing bride? Would that make Michael an embarrassed groom? Should anyone feel that way on...