Walking in common

A few of my neighbors like to go for early morning walks on the weekend. They start off independently , on their own, then meet and greet each other as they travel up and down the block, some walking dogs, others swinging dumbbells in their arms, some leisurely strolling.

This morning I overheard two of my neighbors outside, laughing and talking about their week. I recognized their voices and remembered that during recent walks I've spoken with both of them.

We have walking in common.

Far too often we see the differences between those with disabilities and those without, and fail to see the commonalities. It is true that there are things I enjoy now as a quadriplegic that I would never have learned or experienced - a fact that surprises some when I say it. But I think it's important to point out that sharing the simple pleasure of a walk and meeting neighbors is very much the same.