The Wedding Day That Taught My Sister — and Me — the True Meaning of Inclusion

My wheelchair isn’t something that “ruins” beauty — it’s a part of my story, just like her wedding dress was part of hers. Both represent journeys, both symbols of strength and identity.

Inclusion isn’t an accessory for special occasions. It’s the foundation of every genuine connection we build.

That day taught both of us that love which excludes is fragile, easily broken by fear or vanity. But love that welcomes every part of us — the seen and the unseen, the strong and the scarred — is unbreakable.

And that’s the kind of love worth celebrating, not just at weddings, but every day we choose to see each other fully.