
When I think back to those early mornings, I can still hear the echo of small feet hurrying across the floor. My daughters—too young to carry such weight—would move quickly, their little hands already knowing what to do. One would cook; the other would bring my wheelchair closer, steadying it with quiet determination.
There was no instruction. No rehearsed plan. Just love—steady, unconditional love—moving through those tiny hands.
They shouldn’t have had to help their mother dress for work or push her chair over uneven sidewalks. But they did. And in those simple acts, they taught me what strength truly looks like.
It isn’t loud. It isn’t perfect.
Strength is a seven-year-old tying your shoe when your hands won’t cooperate.
Strength is a seven-year-old telling you it’s okay to rest when you want to push through.
Strength is the kind of love that lifts without words.
Those moments reshaped me. They reminded me that mobility isn’t always physical—it’s emotional, spiritual, and deeply human. My daughters didn’t just help me move through the world; they helped me believe that I still belonged in it.
The Invisible Child is a story of resilience, love, and courage—the kind that grows in the hardest places.
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Wednesday, November 5, 2025
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