Acceptance: Pass It On
Today I went to my niece, Eva’s fifth birthday party at her preschool with her classmates. Eva’s best friend, Sylvia, asked her what was wrong with me because I am a quadriplegic on a ventilator with a deformed body. Eva simply replied, ”Nothing. She’s always like that.” That is when I realized that acceptance is simply who someone is without faults because everyone is different.
Eva has only ever known me with my disability because I have known her since she was growing in her mother’s womb. This life of disabilities is the only life she has ever known. To her, this life is normal. As a normal life, she does not see the differences.
Acceptance is not seeing differences, but only seeing people’s humanity because all humans are different. If only adults could see through the eyes of children.