My name is “Lucky”
My name is “Lucky”
Since I lost my legs in that accident, everything changed. I no longer run after birds, nor jump with joy when I see someone I love. I thought love didn’t see the body—but it left when my shape changed. Some pity me, others look away, as if I no longer deserve affection.
I don’t ask for much… just for someone to gently pat my head without fear, to tell me, “You’re beautiful just the way you are.”
Yes, I have no legs… but my heart still stands strong, searching for the warmth that gives life meaning again.
#fblifestyle
