The little pigtail girl with the broken legs.. That was me…
Braces, Crutches & Therapy…
Braces so heavy you couldn’t lift your legs…
I walked so slow slugs would stop and laugh…
Crutches so slippery. I’d end up on the floor.. Laughing usually…
Therapy that’s a different story it never helped me..
Tons of surgeries I felt like a Guinea pig…
Being a teen was hard being boy crazy and all…
Boys liked me until they saw me walk…
That was the end of that…
I’ve made up for lost time…
Trust and believe…
As a woman I am strong in spirit and filled with life…
Gone are the braces -crutches therapy and yes surgeries…
Now I’m left with pain & misery from everything that had been done…
Sometimes I wonder if it had been worth it as I look at my scars..
They remind me of the life I have lived and who I am now…
I wouldn’t want to be anyone else scars and all…
I’m the same little girl with the broken legs…
Only now I see everything happens for a reason…
I’m supposed to be this way….
Wheeling through life teaching little girls like me..
That they can be and do anything all you have to do is believe…
Utterly Devoted 