Many many years ago I went to a Commodore Amiga scene party. My friends and I were setting up when I heard someone mention that a particular graphics artist well known in the scene was sitting at a nearby table. At the time I was an aspiring graphics artist myself and admired his work. I went over and introduced myself. I may have gone a little fanboy on him if I’m honest.
I returned to my friends and one asked “Who was the guy in the wheelchair you were talking to?”. I turned around and looked over and sure enough he was sitting in a wheelchair at his computer. I hadn’t even noticed. Not that it mattered. All I saw was talent and I wanted to meet the guy.
I recall this event now and again as it serves to remind me that the physical stuff doesn’t really matter. It’s all about who you are inside and what you can do with what you have.