by Becca Wierwille | May 13, 2020 | Life, My Story
During my first two years of high school, I ran track. I wasn’t great at it, but a few of my friends were on the team and I thought it would be fun. One memory that stands out from track season was the terrifying realization that my mom wasn’t in the locker room...
by Becca Wierwille | Aug 21, 2019 | My Story
Two months ago, we were flying back from Colorado and I was stopped in security by a TSA agent. “Could you pull up your sleeve?” she asked me. I was wearing a baggy sweatshirt, and my right sleeve hung loosely at my side—since I don’t have an arm to fill that...
by Becca Wierwille | Jun 26, 2019 | My Story
I believe that the majority of our limitations are self-imposed. Why? Well, we follow a God and we are created by a God without limitations. A God who is unlimited in nature, in character, and in ability. If we believe that God can break through limitations, why do we...
by Becca Wierwille | May 22, 2019 | My Story
One of the benefits of being born with one arm is that sometimes I can get away with really horrible jokes, and people don’t know how to react, and it can be pretty funny. People aren’t quite sure whether they should laugh with me or not when the punchline is about my...
by Becca Wierwille | Feb 27, 2019 | My Story
Sweet friend, sometimes you just need to ask for help. This is a big lesson I continue to learn. Because I was born with one arm, I can be pretty determined and that determination can sometimes look more like stubbornness. But I’ve grown to be determined because my...
by Becca Wierwille | Jan 16, 2019 | My Story
I never imagined I’d be a kindergarten teacher, yet here I am. Each day I go to school and I teach five and six-year-olds how to do school. I tie shoes and I open juice boxes and I listen to silly songs on YouTube that they absolutely love. My hesitation to teach...
