The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

I stand as a woman
crafted of resilience and desire—
not defined solely by a chair,
nor by the devices that help me rise each day.
They sometimes look with pity,
a straightforward narrative of sorrow and limitation,
When, honestly, they should ask
about the vast, untold story within.

What is “normal” anyway?
No life fits a neat mold,
No one escapes the raw chaos of existence.
We are all fundamentally living
to live—a dance of imperfection and grace,
where every scar and every aid it
is part of our unique symphony.

I am not diminished by the tools I use;
They are but extensions of my being,
helping me navigate a world
that so eagerly jumps to conclusions.
Like every other woman,
I crave to be seen, heard, and loved—
beyond the assumptions and the pitying glances,
beyond the surface that society is so quick to label.

There is power in knowing,
In asking the questions that reveal who we truly are.
I invite you to look deeper,
to find the strength and beauty hidden
In our differences—
For every woman, whether “disabled” or not, it
is a universe of wonder and worth.

Ms. Butterfly Genesis