Between the ages of 6 and 12 Reach events were the only time I showed my arm. Like most kids growing up with a limb difference I experienced all the usual isolating probes, aghast faces, pointing fingers, long stares, and the classic "Where's your arm?" This told me I was different and more importantly made me feel very different. Spending time at Reach was a safe haven, I was normal and would never be called out there.

In my mid-teens I learned to take pride in my limb difference, I learned to appreciate being different and the tenacity it inspired within me. Despite this growth being a solo journey, I knew the community at Reach was in my corner if I needed them.

By donating to Reach you are helping fund the bursary of prosthetics, adaptive equipment, and sports inclusion activities for Reach children.

Having a limb difference isn't a disability, not having access to the necessary equipment is.

Much love

Ellie x