Few people can say that they were given a second chance at life.
A decision to remove my seatbelt in the front passenger seat of the car while it was still moving, climb over into the back to tend to my baby was most likely the reason I was left a C4 quadriplegic after an accident a few seconds later. For a while, I was attached to a ventilator, unable to even breathe on my own.
April is my anniversary month. It’s been 15 years. I can hardly believe it.
If it were a marriage I’d be getting a gift of crystal, glass or a watch.
Instead, life itself is my gift – every day. That is reason enough to celebrate.
It’s been so worth it. I’m grateful to have shared 15 more years on this earth with all the people that I love, especially my son.
Besides being surrounded by my incomparable parents, family and friends, I have the love, care and support of my community, many of whom I have never even met.
The year has already been good to me so I have much to be thankful for.
I’ve had some great speaking engagements. I got a brand-new, oh-so-sexy wheelchair – a real luxury ride. My Sexy Legs is spending a lot more time here.
What more could one ask for?
The public tend to put me up on a pedestal, often labelling me an inspiration, when all I do is sit dead still, give orders and smile whilst behind-the-scenes there are an army of people who work tirelessly to tend to my every need.
They are the true heroes of this story.
An African proverb says, “It takes a whole village to raise a child”.
That may be so.
But, it takes an entire community of Earth Angels to enable a quadriplegic to live a full, meaningful life.
I thank God for each and every one who touches my life.
And to you, my blog readers, even though I don’t write very regularly anymore, never underestimate the power of the difference that you make.
With gratitude and love,