I wanted to take time to talk about this photo. Here is a great friend of mine, Maria Eduarda, we call her Duda, dudinha, et cetera.
Well, she was born with a genetic disease where she has only peripheral vision and her bones are calcified at the ends, preventing her from growing. She is 19 years old and is only 86 centimeters tall. Doctors still try to figure out what she has, but nobody has hope. And nobody particularly cares anymore.
What I most admire about her is that she is the happiest person I’ve ever known. She has friends who love her, and she loves us back, she is smart, has good grades, and is adorable. I think she ran over every obstacle she encountered. I swear I’ve never seen her cry, or complain about life, I think she never complained about anything, except maybe when class gets boring. Not even when some people drop her from her wheelchair she complains.
So maybe she can’t run around, drive, or see a movie properly [though it is probably more fun for her us reading the subtitles and joking around the whole movie]. But this girl is laughing and smiling all the time.
So you lot, every time you feel like moping around, getting depressed, wanting to kill yourself or whatnot, please think of her. Thank you.