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Hi everyone,
my Name is Patrick. Rose told me she dropped a note about her brother Robert and me before but in case you don't know I'm her brothers husband and I'm a T9 incomplete paraplegic.
The first time she told me that the way Rob and I met inspired her to write a story I was a little confused but, to be honest, it was cute as well and, most importantly it shows one very important thing: Paraplegia is not the end of the world.
Yes, it sucks and yes, life would be a good deal more easy without it but hey, what can you do? It's a pretty convenient excuse to skip leg day but not the rest of your life.
My life was turned upside down when I was twenty and at that time I thought that this was it, I would spent the next 60 years feelin miserable and hating the world but hands down, nobody can be in a bad mood forever. Things got better and I learned how to adjust.
I don't want to tell you all the 'belive in yourself and you can do everything' shit, if you're 5 feet tall you won't be a basketball player, but you can still take what you've got and make the best of it. Be kind to yourself and don't try too hard and you'll see, life goes on.
Believe me, I never even thought about relationships anymore after my accident let alone getting married but here I am, married to the man I love and listenin to my kids arguing whilst I'm trying to focus.
Life isn't always unicorns and rainbows but we all have problems so try and focus on the good things in your life, the little things you look forward to and the rest will fall into place.
Have a good one.