Michelle Renee Kidwell
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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?
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Be A Vessel
Ephesians 2:8–10 NIV For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith – and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God – [9] not by works, so that no one can boast. [10] For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
By Michelle Renee Kidwellabout a year ago in Poets
I'm Not Broken
Looks of pity, ableism, these are things I hadn’t previously considered. I did my best to treat others as I wanted to be treated, and to live a life that showed Jesus lived in me. What kind of Sunday School Teacher would I have been if I had taught by example? Although I shouldn’t be speaking in the past tense, I am a Sunday School Teacher, despite the fact that even that has changed since the accident.
By Michelle Renee Kidwellabout a year ago in Fiction
Like Letters Written in the Sand: Part Six
The time she spent with Clarence at the beach, the afternoon had been magical and a revelation to Anna-leis. The realization dawned on her that she did not have to hide from the world, that she had nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about, that something terrible had happened, that life had changed, but that she was alive, and hiding from the world was not living. In his own gentle manner, Clarence reminded her of this.
By Michelle Renee Kidwellabout a year ago in Fiction
Like Letters Written in the Sand:Part Five
Something about being with Clarence made Anna-leis forget, even if for a brief period of time, everything she had experienced, or at least made it more bearable. Even when she felt ugly, Clarence made her believe that she was beautiful. But she was anything but ugly, and it was his job to help her see that, and to prepare her for life in the world. Without Clarence, she would have remained hidden from society, afraid to face it. He knew how she felt, and he would do anything to enable her to see herself through his eyes.
By Michelle Renee Kidwellabout a year ago in Fiction
