Elizabeth Wampler

Elizabeth Wampler & Family

Elizabeth Wampler & Family

Married to someone with cerebral palsy

The only place our family looks sort of basic or orthodox to Elizabeth Wampler is on paper.  I have a husband, and we have two kids; a girl, and a boy. There it is, the external frame of our family. Ostensibly though that is, where convention ends, and we begin.   Married to someone with cerebral palsy.

Due to an accident at birth, my husband Stephen has a severe form of cerebral palsy and is famous for Steve’s Climb called Wampler’s Ascent. He uses an electric wheelchair to get around.  He really has the use of only one limb, and has a speech impediment. Stephen calls his accent from Nicaragua. He’s an environmental engineer by profession but gave that up a really long time ago to start a wilderness camp in Lake Tahoe for kids with physical disabilities called Camp Wamp.

In 2010, he became the first man with cerebral palsy to climb the biggest rock face in the world, El Capitan in Yosemite National Park.  Stephen did 20,000 pull-ups, slept on the mountain for five nights, reaching the summit on the sixth day.   The summit being twice the height of the Empire State Building.

Elizabeth Wampler’s Husband

My husband, Stephen J Wampler, has made our lives abundant and robust. I consider him to be a compelling example of vigor and the booming magnification being manifested today in people with disabilities.  A new, auspicious day is approaching in the world of disability, and it’s invigorating! There is a buzz in this air, and it hints of more than a mere social advancement, but rather an unfurling, and alteration in the quintessence of a whole population of human beings.

Not all of this is easy. The thing is, the world of disability, with the help of technology and a growing human pledge in both progressive corporate cultures and a social inclination is where the commendable rally has begun!

In contrast, Stephen is certain that were he to have been born just two short generations ago, he would have lived his life in an institution, or with his mother in the family home until his death. Nothing would have been expected of him on any level.  None of his capabilities nor any of his intellect would have ever been exposed, or in any way applied. That was then, this is now.  Society is moving up, and I am optimistic and reassured.

Disability seems to lay bare a delicate beauty and intrinsic virtue in the human heart. In the years with my husband, I have been witness to the many people eager to bring their very best, first-string version of themselves to my life long partner. I have been the honored observer of an immeasurable abundance of decency and accommodation in many human beings.  Can you imagine? I’ve learned that people become uncovered and vulnerable with Stephen almost all the time. It’s lovely to see crusty old men soften, and socially compromised people become allegiant and protective to Stephen.  Even when they’re a bit vulnerable in life themselves.

Stephen will tell you that I  Elizabeth Wampler was the most apprehensive, uneasy person he had ever met. Me. Yes, me, the person who went on to marry him, and have kids, and share a life with him.  He says that when we met, I was both unintentionally funny and cringe-worthy.

To make matters worse, I thought I was nailing it!  I thought he thought I was smooth and carefree as I tried to come across. As if I didn’t notice that huge wheelchair or that speech impediment of his.  Yep, I win.   While I thought I was one cool cat, I was instead the most uneasy, jammed-up, grappling person he had ever come across.  He watched me, head cocked to the side a bit, and stayed patient, probably trying not to laugh, yet so kind and understanding until I got more comfortable over time.

Very simply put, I got over it; The chair and the Nicaraguan accent, wink! wink!  All of it…….so anyone can. We have been married for twenty-five years, have two kids who came to the world in the usual way (there you go, I KNEW you were curious… you’re welcome).  I’m happy that I got brave enough to get to know this magnificent human. It all works, the messy intros, all the clumsy muddling.  We’re all trying, and I think it’s safe to say we all care.  We stumble and improve, and hopefully, we can learn to not be afraid and to lighten up. No matter the discomfort, our attempts are always sweet and commendable.

I want to do all I can to take the sadness out of disability, create a new way to look at disability and the one billion people on our planet who have great stories and are working to have vital, bright lives. Let’s crack this dialogue open together, induce a brave social stretch and happily watch a most impressive community upgrade take flight.

Shall we?  Elizabeth Wampler