Learning the True Meaning of Inclusion on a Wedding Day

I have been using a wheelchair since I was 17 years old. On my sister's wedding day, she asked me not to use it because she thought it would disrupt the visual harmony of the event.

When I insisted on using it, she reacted harshly, saying if I did, I shouldn't attend at all. So, I decided to honor her wish and not attend her wedding.

Despite my absence, my sister didn't anticipate that I would decline all aspects of the celebration quietly, from the rehearsal dinner to the family photos. I didn't argue or protest; I simply chose to remove myself from the situation.

My wheelchair is not just a prop; it is a part of my identity and a symbol of strength, not something to be ashamed of. I made a conscious choice not to force myself into a space where I wasn't fully accepted for who I am.

On the day of the wedding, while my family was busy with the festivities, I spent a peaceful day at home with supportive friends, enjoying their company and laughter. Midway through the day, I received a call from my cousin, informing me that my absence had not gone unnoticed.

Realizing the impact of my absence, my sister visited me that evening in her wedding attire, expressing regret for overlooking the importance of inclusivity and acceptance. She acknowledged that true beauty lies in love and embracing all aspects of ourselves and our loved ones.

We both learned a valuable lesson that day: love that is inclusive and accepting of all parts of us, even those that are sometimes overlooked, is unbreakable and truly beautiful.