IS IT AGAINST THE NATURE TO LOVE SOMEONE IN A WHEELCHAIR OR THE OTHER WAY AROUND?

There is going to be a third book on this issue. Those of You who feel that You have something to add in such a book, write to me, by e-mail. You do not need to have Your name in the book. I'm only after examples of how other people have taken care of their lives with their loved ones together with those who are hired to help the disabled men or women  with their physical needs.

The bellow picture taken by my  brother. He does that every Christmas, from my parents home where I'm born. I had to move to another lifestyle when I went to school while 9 years old. These days hardly anyone needs to give up their family in that age, but many disabled Sweeds had to do so. If I ever get to be a parent for a disabled kid that kid should never ever go trough the same life that I did from 9 years old and up.

I'm born 8 weeks to early and that is why I'm disabled in my body. Everything in my life has been tuff, very tuff sometimes, but it has to work wether You´re  disabled or not. Many other disabled people have shown that during the last 20 years. With a will made out of a strong mind and a belief one could do almoust anything. There has been times when I have cryed over the things people have done to me or my fellowmen in school.

Those people where payed by the Royal Family as well as the State to help us, but I know that some of my schoolfriends had to diffend themselfs in order not to get abused sexually. I´m one of them, that is why I know.

This picture is taken 120 kilometer above the Arctic Circle in Sweden, where I spent all together 7,5 years of my life. My childhood I do not wish that to anyone, not in Sweden or elsewhere. The socialysystem has started taking steps in the wrong directions, backwords  If the houses walls could talk, this would be a very well visited place.

The below picture is taken from an airplane and just look at the ramp for my wheelchair. My dad had to fight hard to get the road up to the yard made out of the stuff that regular roads have.

This picture is a trick photo. The lady in the wheelchair is not disabled, but a friend that I truly care about along with her kids. No names on this picture. The picture is changed by a friend in Uppsala perhaps in order to see how it would look like  to see me without any wheelchair.

It sure looks nice but I have to spend the rest of my life in a homemade wheelchair and perhaps in my next life I´ll be on my feet.


Here above You can see an artificial picture of me and my hobby which is Country-music. I went to the USA and recorded a whole back-pack with just country music from almost every State in that country.

I went by Greyhound bus across the USA twice and had my mini stereo with me. This picture was taken when I lived a real good and nice life in Gothenburg on the westcoast of Sweden.

The photographer was one of a kind as a helper and as a good friend. I really wish that it had been possible for not only me to turn the time back to those happy days that went on during 1994 to 1997. The photographers name is and always will be Marianne Ivarsson, a tuff but sweet lady still working as a helper for disabled people.

I hired her bye a phonecall since I heard that the woice where nice and I dialed the wrong number with a good helper for the wrong dialing. This has happend tvice in my life.