Michelle Renee Kidwell
Bio
Abled does not mean enabled. Disabled does not mean less abled.” ― Khang Kijarro Nguyen
Fighting to end ableism, one, poem, story, article at a time. Will you join me?
Stories (71/0)
Don’t Put Me on A Pedestal
“If I fail, I try again, and again, and again. If YOU fail, are you going to try again? The human spirit can handle much worse than we realize. It matters HOW you are going to FINISH. Are you going to finish strong?” Nick Vujicic
By Michelle Renee Kidwell2 years ago in Poets
Like Letters Written in the Sand
It had been six weeks since her world had turned upside down, a month since he’d declared his love for her, but the memories of being trapped in that car, or what seemed like an eternity, she’d have flashbacks of the truck coming at her, out of control, the impact crushing her car like an accordion, crushing her legs. Later Anna-leis would learn that the driver of the truck had an alcohol level over three times the legal limit, a fact that left Anna-leis seething with anger, and left Clarence wanting to do something to protect Anna-leis, but he couldn’t protect her from an idiot getting behind the wheel so wasted, he couldn’t protect her, not the way he wanted too, and at the time he had nearly lost her, he hadn’t found the courage to tell her how much he loved her, that happened when he was sitting next to her hospital bed two weeks after he had gotten the call she’d been flown to New Hope Hospital, the hospital most equipped to deal with her severe injuries. He’d kept vigil by her bedside for two weeks, praying he wouldn’t loose her, no one had ever made him feel the way she did. He would risk his life for her.
By Michelle Renee Kidwell2 years ago in Fiction
- Top Story - September 2022