International Day of Acceptance

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Most people with disabilities know about the International Day of Persons with Disabilities on December 3, even though it’s not widely acknowledged in the public awareness. Have you heard about the International Day of Acceptance, though? It’s one of my favorite demonstrations of disability and creativity.

In 2007 Annie Hopkins and her brother Stevie started the company 3E Love  as a disability owned and operated entrepreneurship. The name of the company represents the message, “Embrace diversity. Educate your community. Empower each other. Love life!” Its symbol is the “Wheelchair Heart.”

Annie Hopkins died on January 20, 2009. Her brother “had the idea to change January 20th from a day that represents sadness and loss to a day that represents Annie’s message of empowerment and loving life.” This is the International Day of Acceptance, and it’s spreading.

If you want to know more, check out Day of Acceptance and 3ELove.

Today’s #365poems prompt is to write a birthday poem to myself or to someone else on a specific birthday.

To Me on My Fiftieth Birthday

You had so many hopes and dreams
You wanted a life that shines with light
You wanted to make a difference.
It wasn’t so much to ask.

Now here you sit with the hopes and dreams shattered
You tried to change your life
You tried to make things better for others
Apparently it was too much to ask.

You still have a life to live
It isn’t even close to being over yet.
People may have come and gone in your life
But you’re still here.

Whether anyone remembers you when you’re gone,
You were here.

 

 

 

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About lana1967

I'm a Southern girl at heart who wants to build a community of people who believe they can change the world with words like "love" and "freedom" when they become more than words, but actions in our work and our daily lives.
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