tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31220410.post2386053023012796802..comments2024-02-27T12:03:02.477-05:00Comments on Ruth Harrigan Artist: Imagine no one has to imagineRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00170658770134559035noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31220410.post-53165500388245824242009-12-15T14:27:10.512-05:002009-12-15T14:27:10.512-05:00I so agree with you -- people are people, and to g...I so agree with you -- people are people, and to generalize about any "group" is to miss the individuality we all have. I have a sister who is a nun. And many years ago (before her order went to "regular" clothes, so she was in her habit), we were all out to brunch. And someone came by and said something along the lines of "bless you for all you do." And the woman left. Now, I know she had the best of intentions, but how demeaning to assume that all nuns are wonderful, prayerful people without a negative thought in their heads! I assure you, my sister can be quite the sassy girl. Everyone has their individual foibles.Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12553309379795237911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31220410.post-52538153297755493252009-12-14T16:48:27.891-05:002009-12-14T16:48:27.891-05:00Liz-
Thanks for your comment. You raise yet anothe...Liz-<br />Thanks for your comment. You raise yet another good point about diversity within the disability community. There are those who believe in God, those who don't, those who have visible disabilities, those with invisible disabilities, etc. All more reasons for not generalizing a "correct" or "right" or even "better" way to live with a disability - any more than we place that kind of judgment on the nondisabled for that status per se.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00170658770134559035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31220410.post-47022060690369011132009-12-14T16:00:10.110-05:002009-12-14T16:00:10.110-05:00Interesting post. I am not normally in a wheelchai...Interesting post. I am not normally in a wheelchair. Last winter I broke my foot and spent time in a soft cast. My husband and I were in a big box store one day and so I got one of those little scooters, so I wouldn't have to walk everywhere. It was an interesting experience. I'm short, but I could reach a whole lot less while sitting in the scooter. I felt nearly invisible, to tell you the truth.<br /><br />I know this is about a <a href="http://www.bipolarman.org/AbouttheBook.html" rel="nofollow"> mental illness</a> instead of a physical one, but "Blessed with Bipolar" talks about living with bipolar disorder -- and the author is not offended by being called crazy, screwy, loony or any of those other synonyms for the mentally ill. (I'm not sure I would feel the same, by the way.) He finds gifts from God in his disorder -- 36 of them, as a matter of fact. He feels you can use the disability, the disorder really, as a means to succeed -- you can not only survive it, but also use it to be a success. Interesting stuff.Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12553309379795237911noreply@blogger.com