Tamara is a woman that I recently started following on Facebook. And she amazes me everyday! Born without a left hand, there’s nothing that she can’t do.
Tamara is your typical sports woman. She’s tall and has muscles where I didn’t even know you could have them! She loves to play soccer, take a zumba class and you can find her riding a horse quite often. But the biggest sport challenge is survival running. Tamara is a huge fan and often participates in races. When people see her there they’re often a bit surprised, but mostly impressed. Tamara: ‘I had to get used to people saying those kinds of things. For me it’s not a big deal, I’m just doing my thing and trying to get better every time’. Yep, sounds like a strong woman to me. So how about getting to know her a little better?
Hey Tamara, what are you most proud of?
I am most proud of the person I have become.
What questions do you get asked the most?
I think people mostly ask me how I polish my nails by myself! Haha!
Which challenges did you face in life?
Challenges, uhm I guess just the ones every one gets. At the moment I’m trying to figure out how to do as much as possible of the things that make me happy.
What is your disability?
I don’t have a left hand, an my left arm is also shorter than my right arm.
What do you want people to know about living with your disability?
Don’t be afraid, don’t worry to much about what you can’t do. Instead, if you want to do something just do it! You’ll be surprised how far you get. Just be yourself, life will be a lot easier for you but also for the people around you.
What’s the biggest misunderstanding about you?
Don’t pity me. I am a strong and happy woman!
What do you wish to accomplish in life?
When I am old I want to look back at my life with no regrets.
And finally, what’s the funniest story involving your disability?
When I was about five years old, I played in the cafeteria of my dads soccerteam. We where moving the chairs around, but one of the little fingers on my short arm got between the floor and the chair. I know it doesn’t sound funny yet…just wait for it… My little pink died and was still attached to my hand all purple and later it turned black. At one second I was not paying attention, my mother pulled my finger off. I didn’t feel a thing, I only saw that my mother threw my finger in the trashcan! Two years later I was still mad at my mother for trowing MY finger in the trashcan! Now it’s just a funny story we like to tell.