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Learning to Love My Wheelchair, 'Sylvia'
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How does one learn to live with the grief of losing themself? The first time I met Sylvia, I felt disdain towards her. She was in fact lovely in her own way, but I was not ready for all that she offered.
The two years before I met her had been difficult and heartbreaking, to say the least. Sylvia represented the version of myself that I was not comfortable with others seeing, with others judging or speculating — a reflection of myself that I was not yet ready to see.
Sitting next to the round wooden table in the nook, I said to my boyfriend (now husband), “I think I need to go to the hospital.” His mother and father were sitting with us, and his mom politely asked, “Is that what they told you to do?” “No,” I responded.
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