then illness came and I dropped out of the loop stopped working a gut-wrenching decision met thousands of doctors and medical personnel spent several years housebound and sometimes bed bound and watched my friends leave (when I could lift my head) some quickly, some took a while but they were gone and so was my family
but I was lucky I got better over time, with work now I go out, use a wheelchair can dance and love and play and work though limited and I am joyful for what I have
as an artist, I am abundant with the joy of creating my gratitude for more simple things has become larger and larger and knowing me (with whom I spent countless hours alone) is simpler and satisfying
I miss friends very much there are some that linger on the periphery of my life and no doubt love me as they say and I love them as I say
but they are able-bodied and
it just doesn't seem to work we rarely see each other and our lives are so different we struggle to connect
though I've met many wonderful disabled people (many since birth) our life experience is so different we struggle to work through that
and I feel like I'm straddling two worlds don' t know where to go