I AM FREE… It’s only an hour. Oh, but it’s a whole hour and my legs rejoice! They stretch, strengthen, hold me up. The rest of the week my legs are still. My chariot, a black and pink wheelchair, acts in their place to move me from here to there, but when I’m riding Blakken my legs have an entire hour to come alive and I can finally stand. *SIGH* When I’m at Alatheia I am a heroine in a dramatic story of dire circumstances and I ride to save the day. I stand tall to show my superhuman strength and for one hour, one whole hour, I am invincible. At Alatheia I am free.
—Grace
Mitochondrial Disease and major sensory integration challenges.
I love the journaling perspective, this is such a labor of love. She is gorgeous and I can totally see the love and excitement you describe in the journaling in that pic!
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