I’m proud I didn’t wait until my hair was longer or facial nerves more recovered. I’m proud because when I show our girls pictures from our wedding day, I remind them that you don’t have to wait until you’re perfect to show up.
I began to see that every part of my story – even and especially that part – could be used for good if I let it.
Owning my weaknesses lets my girls know it’s hard, that it’s humbling, but that you never give up. And, more importantly, that I am not defined by my handicap.