I’m fifty-one years old, and I’ve relied on a wheelchair since Caleb was twelve.
A serious car accident changed our lives forever, leaving me paralyzed from the waist down.
I’ll never forget waking up in the hospital and hearing the doctors explain that I would never walk again.
But the physical challenges weren’t the only difficulties I faced.
My husband, Daniel, decided he couldn’t handle our new reality. GetMarriage Tips
“This isn’t the life I wanted,” he told me. “I deserve something different.”
Shortly afterward, he walked away from our marriage.
I was devastated.
There were nights when I lay awake wondering how I would raise Caleb while learning to navigate life with a disability.
But my little boy gave me a reason to keep going.