After I started processing last night’s post and how writing it made me feel, I realized something. I hate living within limits. I simply hate it. I’ve always wanted to be the one to expand my horizons. I’ve always wanted to be the one to do the things that didn’t take the easy way out. I accept limits, but that does NOT mean I always have to like them. I was googling for a piece of media (picture, video, etc.) and found the one above.
Both of Amy Purdy’s legs were amputated below the knee. She had various other medical issues that should have at least slowed her down. Instead, she started snowboarding seven months after she received her leg prostheses. She went back to being a physical therapist and appeared on the reality shows The Amazing Race and Dancing With the Stars, both fairly strenuous situations for anyone, much less someone with a serious disability.
I’m against using a person with any disability as “inspiration porn,” because I’m sure she felt she was just living her life and really wasn’t doing anything especially notable. But I have to say that I love that she “lived beyond limits” that I can’t even imagine. She didn’t overcome her disability. She still had all the same issues she had before she became a “disability superhero.” She was just Amy.
Somehow or other I want to find a way to be Lana, not so I can inspire people, but so I can be the person I was intended to be. I can do all those things with a disability. She figured out a way. So can I.