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Returning to college a year after the accident I was as insecure as the next girl about my body, and then some.
Then one night I met a man at a concert and the connection was so strong that I thought my life was about to change.Fortunately, there are some men, a few men, who don’t see the wheelchair at all. Back in the dating world at 43, during the 2000s, my insecurities—the beauty and body issues—returned in force.*** Outside a jazz bar in Denver on Labor Day weekend, 1983, my friend and I met the man she would marry, who introduced me to the man I would subsequently marry. I had been loved for a long time and I want that again, so I tried everything; the Internet, singles events, singles bars, organized singles dance parties (that last one may not have been the best choice for me, all things considered! But my peer group hadn’t shed the negative messages about disabilities that we were all taught as children.We talked until two in the morning and he never asked me anything about my disability.He didn’t see it, and it felt as if I’d known him forever.
At 50, on a business trip to Cairo, I met someone and we really hit it off.