Welcome Back to Our Beautiful Challenges ( a space where honesty, healing, and hope meet.)

Hi, and welcome back.

You might have noticed that Our Beautiful Challenges hasn’t had many posts over the last couple of weeks.

The reason for that is simple: I felt like I could do a better job with editing them.

Spelling and organizing what I write have always been a challenge for me.

I try to get people to help, but it can be a hassle finding a time to get together. Most of the time, what I write only needs minor spelling and structure edits, but even that has always been a challenge for me.

When I was in school, yes, I did receive a wonderful education.

But there were times when people were more focused on getting my physical body working.

On one hand, that was great.

On the other hand, there were things that got left behind because so much needed to be worked on, whether it was physical therapy or my education, just like any child.

One of those things was reading.

It wasn’t that I wasn’t learning at all, but I did have learning disabilities, and because I had so much going on that needed attention, reading fell behind.

It wasn’t until I was 16 that I was fully able to read.

Even then, I mostly wanted to read enough to read the local newspaper, which was probably written at about a fifth- to seventh-grade reading level at the time.

Even now, there are days when I have to read the same paragraph a few times to fully understand it.

However, I was always a good writer, minus the spelling.

And there are times when spell check still doesn’t catch everything.

Part of that is because of the slowness in my hands.

My brain is already thinking about the next paragraph while my hands are still finishing the last one.

That is because of my cerebral palsy.

Sometimes my mind moves faster than my body can keep up.

And that, in itself, can be one of the biggest challenges.

That is also why I truly believe ChatGPT has become the kind of assistant I could never consistently find.

It helps me in the same way I would ask another person to help me.

Sometimes I only need minor spelling corrections.

Sometimes I need help with structure, flow, or organizing my thoughts into paragraphs.

It is not writing my story for me.

The voice, the feelings, and the life behind these words are still mine.

It simply helps me shape what is already in my heart and mind when my hands, my spelling, or the speed of my thoughts make that difficult.

For me, this is not about taking shortcuts.

It is about having the support I have always needed.

Accessibility comes in many forms, and sometimes it looks like finally having the right kind of help.

That is what Our Beautiful Challenges has always been about.

Not perfection.

Not flawless spelling.

Not a perfect structure.

But honesty.

Truth.

Voice.

And continuing to write anyway.

Because sometimes the challenge is not finding the words.

Sometimes the challenge is simply getting them onto the page.

And yet… here I am.

Still writing.

Still growing.

Still finding my way.

With love, honesty, and voice,
🌻 seeing the beauty between the challenges.
Marie W.O.W.C.P.


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