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sandal days

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The picture is of me when I was little... I have mild cerebral palsy affecting my left leg. I was a female version of God's "Will"... I'm lucky there are very few remnants left for proof of that... this is the only picture I could find where my braces were visible. Although I've experienced this it's hard to put into words poetically... people looked at me the same way: "She doesn't walk too good, she can't do the things the other kids can do", even adults did. It just made me stronger and I am always and have always prayed for others instead of myself... because if I didn't have CP I wouldn't be who I am. I've accepted it. Most kids who have disabilities seem to be the happiest kids on the planet, why? because they know what real suffering is, so when they are happy they are really happy - I was like that too.
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laughter at my expense
as I trip
and fall into someone's
stupid prank (almost daily)
shoelaces stuck in hinges
of those plastic aliens on my legs
ufo, afo, what's the difference?
i miss my sandal days...


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  • You are very welcome..
    I was just expressing my
    utmost honesty to you,
    and how your poem made
    me feel. I may have not
    endured what you went through,
    and if I did I do not think I would
    have handled it anywhere near
    as good as you have, but I myself
    have been judged a lot in my life
    and I know how it feels.

    I am SO truly happy for you,
    that God has brought a compassionate
    and understanding man in your life
    who sees you for the true beauty you
    are. Hun, you are an inspiration and
    I am glad we have met on here,
    and that I can read more about
    you and all of the battles you've
    endured your whole life.

  • Wow.. this one touched my
    heart so deeply. You are truly
    one of the strongest women I
    know, and this write portrays
    that. For you to endure the
    battle from when you were a child,
    of not always being accepted
    for the beautiful person God
    has made you, is a miracle in its own.

    God has made your backbone
    like steel, and you truly walked
    His Will, and it is great you are
    showing it through your poetry,
    so others can be inspired to be
    strong like you, and accept the
    way they are, no matter what
    people say or think. God is the
    true judge, and the only things
    he will judge, is our actions
    and the way we treat others,
    ourselves, and Him.

    He created us all in His image
    and we are all beautiful each
    in our own ways.

    I love this piece,
    I really do.

    Thanks so much for entering & best of luck

    • Megs, your going to make me cry... *sniff*
      Thanks for the gold but this comment you just made to me
      is even better than gold.

      It's funny that you mention about God judging because since I was a little kid when I found out what my name meant I always tried to walk as straight a path as I could (Daniela really means "God Is My Judge") but then I lost my way a bit because of all I had to and am still having to deal with, eventually last year I found my way back and I brought my love with me and he found he really needed it too.

      So now, even though I still don't walk like everyone else, I have him to walk with and he explains to others if others see me when I fall so I don't have to be so embarrassed anymore. I truly believe God brought him to me and I brought him to God. And I am so thankful.

  • Thanks so much for sharing your story; it makes your write more powerful knowing it came from such a personal place. The "plastic aliens" is a great description. Adversity does make us stronger, and I'm glad you were able to stand up to yours and soar. I'm sending lovely strappy summer shoes your way... ...and lots of luck in the contest.

  • The story of your childhood touched me greatly
    The poem spoke to me
    A voice maybe once silenced in thought can now reveal
    and with pride you hold your lovely head up high.
    It;s true those with both physical disabilities and those of a silent one. I.E ( M.E. , Asthma etc ) are happy children.
    My son included in this ..
    best wishes
    Julie

  • wow!! moving and well written! I love the picture! you are as perfect as you can be!! I love the fact that you are able to emBRACE who you are and all that goes with it. We are all unique and special even when we don't see it ourselves...part of journey is coming to that realization at some point...opening us up to helping others make that connection!!! great job here poet!! keep writing...peace and light, Kendal

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