The social worker looked at them as if they had already failed a test. Two Gothic Teenagers Eighteen years. Out of savings. A small room in the basement And my mother had been told she could not have a child of her own. Most family ignored me for wheelchair. My parents said they wanted a child they could actually be present for. Not a perfect combination. A real one. When they saw my picture, they said I looked like somebody who needed stable people. That's why they asked for me Just by myself They came on through for me They knelt next to my chair My mom said " hey Kelly "My father asked if I wanted to go out. No pressure. Without a fake voice. Only real people talking to me not around me No one had done this all day. I made it to my mother's sleeve That was good enough for them. And then they kept popping up Every visit. Every class. Each and every form. They learned ramps, belts, lifts and all the routines other families avoided. They moved the whole room so I could move around without asking. Growing up they never treated my chair like a barrier. They treated me just like their son And years later, they sat on the front row of my wedding, crying as if they finally saw the life they've built. #familylove #chairstrength #fblifestyle #AI

The social worker looked at them as if they had already failed a test. Two Gothic Teenagers Eighteen years. Out of savings. A small room in the basement And my mother had been told she could not have a child of her own. Most family ignored me for wheelchair. My parents said they wanted a child they could actually be present for. Not a perfect combination. A real one. When they saw my picture, they said I looked like somebody who needed stable people. That's why they asked for me Just by myself They came on through for me They knelt next to my chair My mom said " hey Kelly "My father asked if I wanted to go out. No pressure. Without a fake voice. Only real people talking to me not around me No one had done this all day. I made it to my mother's sleeve That was good enough for them. And then they kept popping up Every visit. Every class. Each and every form. They learned ramps, belts, lifts and all the routines other families avoided. They moved the whole room so I could move around without asking. Growing up they never treated my chair like a barrier. They treated me just like their son And years later, they sat on the front row of my wedding, crying as if they finally saw the life they've built. #familylove #chairstrength #fblifestyle #AI