A a trip to the pool at the YMCA.
I sat waiting for a family shower room to open up.
The door finally opened.
A mother with her daughter exited the room.
There was no staring, which was pretty weird as far I was concerned.
Until dad came out.
In his wheelchair.
Both arms working fine but no leg movement I could see.
A different chair than I had.
A different experience.
But I saw something in his face.
The secret handshake.
Recognition that goes beyond the face.
To the part that changed.
With him needs no explanation.