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Micah Pederson by Micah Pederson Additional Needs

Micah Pederson

Micah Pederson

I am a mom to two children biologically and many children through foster care. My husband and I have been married three years. Our foster home is a...

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children are unbound by unique sets of wheels, finding the freedom to be flown along, wind brushing hair aside and hearts flooded with the thrill of speed.

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children happen to use wheelchairs, simple tools which increase their mobility, advance their participation, and improve the practicality of them being included.

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children are given the opportunity to travel to a thousand places without rising from their seat or taking a single step.

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children have found a faithful friend in the wheels that carry them from place to place, no matter how they are feeling or what they are physically capable of that day.

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children are sped through our home, chasing their siblings amidst eruptions of the pure laughter of shared experience.

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children sit in wheelchairs that allow them to join the circle around our dinner table, sharing in the stories from a day lived well.

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children are equipped with personal, wheeled thrones, boldly catching attention and drawing in the curiosity of those around them, allowing stories of diversity and kindness to be shared.

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children are athletes, seated between wheels that have rocketed around baseball diamonds, squealed across basketball courts, and flown around obstacle courses.

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children’s wheelchairs are extensions of the wonderful humans they already are, setting them apart and adding beautiful chapters to their stories.

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children are children—children who play and cry, laugh and learn, love and need to be loved just like any other children—all while sitting in chairs made just for them.

My children are not wheelchair bound.

My children are wheelchair enabled.

My children are wheelchair enhanced.

My children are wheelchair empowered.

My children are wheelchair enriched.

My children are wheelchair emboldened.

My children are wheelchair unbound.

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