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…
A smiling bride in a wheelchair | Source: Midjourney
“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. But today, I refused to let it dampen my spirits.
