Inviting People to Sit at the Table of My Disabled Life

Inviting People to Sit at the Table of My Disabled Life

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Inviting People to Sit at the Table of My Disabled Life

I can still see the golden afternoon of my first tea party like it was only yesterday. I swung open the wooden cottage gate. In the center of a secret garden surrounded by dense evergreen hedgerows, a buffet table sat beneath the spotlight of the sun, awaiting guests. An elegant tablecloth in a rosy shade of silken sand was draped in symmetrical fashion with ceramic pots of all colors and styles madly scattered atop it.…

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