I was just moments away from saying “I do” when the church doors burst open and my father shrieked that the WEDDING WAS OFF. What he said next shattered my heart in the blink of an eye.The soft glow of morning light filtered through the stained glass windows, casting a rainbow of colors across my white gown.
I couldn’t stop smiling as I gazed at my reflection in the full-length mirror. It was my wedding day…”You look absolutely radiant, Esther,” my best friend and maid of honor, Lia, gushed as she adjusted my veil. I beamed at her, my heart fluttering with excitement. “I can’t believe this day is finally here. I’m getting married!”
As Lia helped me into my wheelchair, a twinge of self-consciousness crept in. I’d been born with a leg defect, relying on my wheelchair my whole life.
