Going through life without an arm is so normal for me because I was born that way. But it never fails to surprise me how it's not normal for other people to see someone who is missing an arm. Here I thought I was normal, but my whole life I am told that I'm not, haha.

One time I was walking through the grocery store and this guy was staring at me. Maybe he was staring at me because I'm a girl and I was wearing short shorts or was it because he noticed my prosthesis...? I guess we will never know.

When I'm alone I'm normal. When I'm not alone apparently I'm some sort of phenomenon to some people. It's pretty entertaining to see different people's reactions. I bet other people out there have some great stories...