Later, as we danced awkwardly, with him sitting back in his wheelchair and me leaning close, we smiled and laughed, surrounded by our friends and family. The earlier pity had transformed into a profound respect, and their cheers carried a genuine joy for our union.

Our wedding day was not defined by his wheelchair, but by his incredible strength and our unwavering love for one another. It was a poignant reminder that life’s true beauty lies not in perfection but in the imperfect, shared journey we all embark upon together. Our love had not been diminished by his accident; instead, it had been strengthened, rising above the challenges to create something unbreakable.