There was something miraculous about today, as well as something nerve-wracking. The fact that she had survived was a miracle, but she was frightened as she gathered things together for teaching Sunday School that she had missed for six weeks. A few kids came to see her while she was in the hospital, but most couldn’t. By the time she was ready to go home, nearly every inch of her room was covered with homemade cards and gifts, making everyone who entered the room smile.
One moment you could be shopping for groceries, thinking about the Sunday School class you had taught for the past few years, and then the next you could be in the hospital, facing a life that has never been the same.
While Hannah looked at the clock, knowing she needed to leave, she took into account that things took her longer. Despite the fact that her legs no longer worked, she was eager to return to Church and the kids who had become like family to her.
Hannah wheeled herself outside, waiting for her friend Eloise. She was fortunate to have such wonderful and supportive friends, a blessing from God that she would never take for granted.
She had always known life was a gift, but now Hannah understood on a personal level just how small the gift was.
Copyright ©️ Michelle R Kidwell
May.20.2024
About the Creator
Michelle Renee Kidwell
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?
Keep reading
More stories from Michelle Renee Kidwell and writers in Fiction and other communities.
Like Letters Written in the Sand, Part Four
Although Anna-leis hated leaving the house apart from doctor’s appointments and physical therapy, she still felt a sense of loss even with Clarence by her side, telling her she was beautiful over and over again, but every day she had to remember what had been lost, the scars, the amputations. At times, she felt as if she was going to crumble despite her efforts to be strong.
By Michelle Renee Kidwellabout a year ago in Fiction
"Hear Me Out"
"Hear me out, what if we ran away together?" "Where do you want to go?" "Anywhere but here. We could move to a new city or to Canada, or we could disappear from society to live in the middle of the woods. Maybe a combination of two of those things would be good. What do you say?"
By Kay Husnick6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Great thought provoking story Michelle - Well Done!