‘But how can you love a person who is not whole?’

‘Because you, like the moon, are not only beautiful when full. In all of your  phases and fractions and ivory white pieces, I love you.’ – Beau Taplin

Try googling, (or if you are really old school, use a dictionary!) the definition of ‘whole/wholeness’. You will see the world defines it as ‘something that is in an unbroken or undamaged state – something that is in one piece’. This definition implies that anything that appears broken through damage done either physically, emotionally or spiritually is incomplete. It implies it is far from perfect, abhorrent, detestable, undesirable, failed and fundamentally flawed.

When I took the first step (metaphorically) and began to consider getting my leg amputated, the concept was unthinkable to some people around me.

According to societies definition, I am not physically ‘whole’ to look at. However, this does not mean that I (or anyone else with a disabilty) is broken. Just as the moon transforms in the starry skies, it completes phases where we see all of it and then very little. Through the phases where it appears broken or incomplete we never question whether it is still whole or beautiful. It is the same with people. Though I have lost a part of my body that has been with me for 28 years I do not crave ‘wholeness’. Why? Because I already know I am whole! Thank you to all the wonderful and beautiful people in my life that have helped me understand that…I love you all to the moon and back!!

Night night xx