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Last fall, I wrote a blog for MDA Transitions about my journey of becoming comfortable enough to begin using my handicap tag more frequently. Since then, I have been thinking more and more about those blue, plastic tags and what they really mean to disabled people, old and young. Just knowing a close spot will be available to me gives me the motivation to go out more often. So, in a sense, those pieces of plastic don't symbolize an affliction, but rather independence, flexibility and accommodation. |
