Praise the Lord for these gifts that I have received, for waiting is not a necessity anymore. I pray that my power will overcome the devil, so I can see how much my parents do for me. They are so wonderful, marvelous and hardworking even when tired. Forgoing the challenges that they face, let them be blessed in the Kingdom of heaven. For over the years they have served me. They have transferred their love onto Caleryn and I.
My patience has paid off, as I see myself being transported by a herculean machine. Descending my F-Five power chair to the great spacious area I call my own, into the freedom and the coziness of the basement. My ability to descent down to the man cave mostly by myself, has been a full-filled destiny I have long awaited. I have trouble with pulling down the bars that is above me. Swiveling the bar that is behind me counter-clockwise, raising the ramp behind upward to centralize my F-Five power chair in a safe position, not having any worry of accidentally flying backwards with a sudden nudge on the joystick by my hand. The amount of space I have between the ramp on the side and the actual mechanism that lowers the platform down is super narrow. Only a semi-professional driver like me can do it. Just kidding. It took me about three tryouts to get it down. Occasionally I need help from my sister to lower and raise the bars, since they are a little high for my crazy arms. The hardest part was getting off the lift from downstairs. Luckily, I have the perfect chair for the seemingly overwhelming job that is facing me. Also, I don’t have hands of a surgeon. So, the task of moving forward while turning slightly right and then backing up as I continue turning right without slamming against the wall in front of me nor scratching the lift from the small front right wheel that dangles in air, is extremely difficult. I have to be very aware of my surroundings. Before the workers even installed the lift, they had to trim the wall that is directly in my frontal view as I come down in order to have enough room length wise at the bottom stationery position. I love reading the wooden poster board that my dad hung on the wall as I motorize my chair off the lift. It reads “Difficult roads lead to beautiful destinations”. My brain starts cranking like an old drill press and I think of my whole life. Looking at my new adjustable bed that vibrates and smiling (totally awesome by the way, sleeping like a baby). Though it might take an arm and a leg to get up and down now, I am so happy that I’m finally able to live in my glory hole!
My name is Cameron Broyles, I'm 16 years old and I started my blog 5 years ago when I was 11. I have paraplegic cerebral palsy and cannot communicate in a traditional fashion. I am home-schooled now but I used to go to main stream public school. My love of exploring first began with going on field trips to learn about history. I play power soccer and it's become my sport of choice! I am originally from Texas but now I live in Colorado and LOVE it! I love to travel and explore but the majority of times it is much more difficult than the average person. I want this blog to not only be my mouthpiece for my friends and family but also give some ideas and maybe light a spark for other people with disabilities to get out and explore life! I was first coerced into starting a blog from my mom and dad and I have to admit that sometimes it's not my favorite thing to do but what I love most about having a blog for these past 5 years is that it's a daily reminder of all my blessings from God and how grateful and thankful I am for everything I have in my life.