25, 15 & 1

Posted by Megan Drummond Jul 23, 2009

Let's start with the smallest number first. As of July 12, I have been married for one year. It hasn't been the greatest of years, but it hasn't been the worst either. We moved back in with my parents when my husband started culinary school. So we are dealing with being apart so much during the semester, falling deeper into debt and hoping to get into our own place soon. When we get into our own place and things get back to normal with the division of chores and such, the years will continue to get better.

The day before my anniversary was my 15 year high school reunion. i didn't go. the excuse was that my husband had to work that night, but the reason was that I simply didn't want to go be treated the same way I was all through high school by the same people 15 years older. That should be the key word - older. And more mature. They probably were but that doesn't mean that they would miraculously like me. In my experience over the years, if they didn't like me because of my disability back then, they won't like me for the same reason now.

And lastly, the day after my anniversay marked my 25th year of being in a wheelchair. I was 7 years old when I suffered a stroke. I was too young to think that my life was over and by the time I got to the age where I woulf be tempted to think that life was over because I was in a wheelchair, I was used to it and it was just normal to me. Yes, my life has been difficult at times. But I wouldn't have it any other way.