Some people might wonder if I prefer being in a wheelchair? The answer is, no! It is not the worst thing in the world, but it’s not the best either. Of course, I would rather walk so I could do more things with my friends. But I try to make the best of being in a wheelchair by choosing to love the skin (and the wheels) that I’m in.
I just love dressing my chair up for holidays, and I have given them all a name. My newest chair is Daisy (my wheelchairs have all been named after flowers). My first was Violet, and my last one was Rosie. Giving each one of my chairs a name helps to give them a purpose and a timeframe (they are temporary). While each one is a part of me, they are not me.