Mia and her family started attending the church my farther pastored. I was an asistent and youth pastor. I had graduated from bible school and was being mantored by him. I was kept buisy. I did not mind at all.
Mia was five eight. She was fairly tall. She had long hair. She was in a wheal chair. She wore a white sweter with a black dress. She wore flip flip. Her waist area was very puffy. I had a prety good idea that she was wearing a diaper. Despite her, the family seemed prery healthy. I had no idea that what happened. I was not dure if she was born paralize or if her paralysis was due to some kind of injury. I suspected the letter. It was really none of my business. I do not want to embarrass her or pry.
Despite the paralysis, she was still very attractive. I wanted to meet her. My dad and mom had gone over to meet her and her family. I realy wanted to meet her.
I was prety buisy getting ready for the service. I was able to introduce myself before the service began. I did get to shake her hand.
After the service, i got to talk to her some more. “I am glad you all came. ” he said. “Thank you. ” she said..”we are a really good church. I hope you will consider making it your home church. ” i told her. She said that it was up to the whole family. She said she enjoyed her time today.i was pleased to hear that. It apeared that it was a posibility that they continue to attend the church.
They did continue to attend the church. They became a key part of the church. I was glad to see them..i was especially glad to see mia. It did not brother me that she was disabled. It did not even brother me that she wore. Diapers or that she only went to the bathroom in them.
I noticed that she could feed herself. I came to the conclusion that she did not have ms or lou gericks. I suspected that this was some kind of accident or injury.
She was very sweet . she seemed to have a good sense of humor. I took every opportunity i could to talk to her. I really enjoyed talking to her. I hoped that she felt the same way.
After it had been several months of them attending the church, i decided to ask her out on a date. I went over to her. “Mia i was wondering if we go out sometime. ” i said.
She smilled and laughed. Are you asking me out on a date? ” she asked. I smilled. “Yes i am. Will you go out with me?” i asked. “Of course David. I would love to. ” she said.
“Do you want me to pick you up. Do you think you can get into my truck without trouble?” i asked. “Yes. It should not be a problem. ” she answered. She smilled. “Alright.very well. “I said.
I picked her up the next friday. I parked my truck. Her dad whealed her to my truck. “You take care of my little girl david. ” her farher said. “You have my word that i will. ” i told him.”good. ” he said.
I helped her out of the chair and into the truck. She had braided her hair. She wore a pink blouse and gray skirt and sandles. She put the sea belt on.
I put her wheal chair on the back of the truck. “It must be easy having a diasbled daughter? ” i asked. He had an unusual response. He had an unusual facial expression. ” of course it is difficult ” was all he said in response.
I got in the truck. “I have been wating for this moment ever sense you and your family first attending our church. ” i said.
“Really sense then?” she asked. He smiled. “Yes. Sense then. It was more of a crush back then. Now that i know you i stil feel the same. Even more so now. Now i feel like i like you im truth. ” i said.
We drove to thr resturant. I got her chair out. I drove the chair near her seat. I picked her up and brought her to her chair. I closed the door. I whealed her inside. I brought her to a table.
The waitress went out of her way to help her. Everyone seemed woried about her. “Must not be easy having everyone doting on you. If it was me i think it would drive me crazy. ” i renarked.
“Look david i need to tell you something. I should have told you before. It is not easy.” she said. “Oh!” i remarked. I was a bit perplexed. I had no idea what it was she wanted to tell you. “You see i am not really disabled. ” she told me. I was really confused.i was not expecting that. “What? Your not? ” i asked in response.
“No i am not disabled. There is nothing wrong with me. My leg work perfectly fine. ” she told me. At this point i was really realy confused.
“your not diasbled? ” i asked. “No not at all. ” she answered. “You are in a wheal chair. I know you wear diapers. I know you use them. I must confess i am really confused. ” i told her.
“I am not diasbled. I am what some have termed Transabled. ” she told me. Now i was really confused. I had never heard that term. I had no idea what it ment.
“Excuse me! Whats transable?” i asked. “Well basically. I am perfectly healthy. I dont feel right. I feel like i should be disabled. I want to be disabled so i live disabled. ” she said.
“What? So let me get this straight. You ate able bodied yet you chose to live as if your disabled even though your not? ” i asked.
“Dont look at me like that. Dont judge me..i work a job. I contribute to society. I dont feel right being a healthy person. I chose to live disabled. ” she said.
“Why do you wear diapers?” he asked.”i dont feel like i should be potty trained. I find diapers comfortable and comforting. ” she said.
“Dont you feel that God created you to be healthy. Should int you be thankful? Most who are disabled would love to be able bodied.” i said.
“Its not that simple. I canot function as a healthy person. I tried. It does not work. ” she said. ” this is a psycological issue?” i asked. “Am i psychotic? Yes and no. I have psycholigical isues. This is real. I do not plan to change. ” she said.
I was surpised by all of that. This was a very odd first date. Perhaps one of the weirdest on record.
“I never thought that this was the case. Is there any thing else i should know?”i asked. “I really like cheez its!” she told me.
I never considered calling it off with her. She thought we were done that day. I called her a few days latter. We went on a second date. Then a third.
After a time we oficialy started to date. She told my parents the truth. Like me they were shocked at first. They finaly came around to it.
I was concerned that her muscles might atrophy. She did spend time out of her chair. She did walk around some thiughout the day. Her doctor knew all about her proclivities and worked with her. I wanted her doctor to tell her this was insane and to knock it off. That was not what happened. The doctor seem to suport it. They did not discourage it. Postmodern thought i suppose. My parents did not object to us moving forward so we did.
We dated for a time. I perposed and she said yes. We maried on a beutiful spring day. We had three kids. A boy and two kids. I worked a secular job but served as an unpaid assistant pastor at my dads church.
I started to candidate at several churches. We informed the pulpit comitee of whats what with my wife. The whole church did not know. I ended up pastoring a fundamental bsptist church.
While i will never understand the whole trabsabled thing i do love her. I always will.
Transable is a relutivly new term. As i understand it it is someone who fells they should be disabled. It us seen more in guys. I saw an article on facebook about a transable girl.
This story is not ment to endorse or to critical of trabsable. It is just a story.