At this time last weekend, I was on a plane. I was going to Florida for the first time in seven (7) years to be with family. And, I knew that I was walking into a lion’s den. Being the only (to my knowledge) disabled person since birth in my family means I’m treated differently.Continue reading “Holding Grudges”
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Indomitable Bellatrix 