Hot Wheels

When you read the title of today's blog did the miniature matchbox cars come to mind? I'm sure it did. Well, I am here to change your way of thinking. From now on when you think of Hot Wheels your first instinct should be to think of Moi!

As long as I can remember I have had friends that lovingly nicknamed me Hot Wheels. Now, I understand the correlation that I'm in a wheelchair (vroom vroom), but I like to think the nickname is really because they think I'm a cutie in a wheelchair convertible.

The purpose of today's post is not to sound conceited. The purpose is to embrace what God has given you in this life and use those GIFTS to their utmost potential.

I have met many individuals in my lifetime that have physical disabilities. It saddens me that so many of them have been truly angry at the world because they were dealt this particular challenge.

I have seen defenses go through the roof when someone stares a little too long because they look "different" or when they just don't feel like being them anymore.

At the hospital I work at, our specialty is pediatic orthopedics. I see kids in wheelchairs, with braces, with artificial limbs every single day. I love when I get the opportunity to interact with these kids and be a role model to them. They see that I am working, married, independant . . . and oh ya, I happen to be in a wheelchair too. The challenges I have faced, I have overcome. . .I didn't see any other option but to do so.

So I challenge you. We all have our issues. No matter what yours are, embrace and own them. But you can't be called Hot Wheels. . .that's mine.