My life forever changed on this exact day thirty nine years ago. Even though it was the day that I could have died, I will forever thank this day for being the day that I survived.
Run over by a gravel truck, my left leg was severely crushed and was amputated just hours later. That catastrophic loss allowed me the gift of this life that I have been given. That loss has bestowed me with gifts too great in numerosity to count. And that loss left me with the perspective to live life fully, to be limitless.
In so honoring this day for what it means, I am grateful to my mom, my dad, my brother, my family, and my friends who helped me survive then; and now, to allow me to thrive and to always be true to myself.
It takes honesty to recognize your self worth. And it takes intelligence to accept that the only person to whom it really matters is you. But courage
gives you the strength to walk away from the people, places or events that cause you to doubt your own value.
Live the life you’ve always imagined.
I know I’m ready to do just that.
Once again honored to be interviewed as a subject matter expert on living life with limb loss in the most-recent publication of the O&P Almanac. Talking about April as being Limb Loss Awareness Month, the message I sent is the one I always send: Advocate for yourself and never compromise what’s important to you.
Click to read the story here: http://issuu.com/americanoandp/docs/april_2014_almanac
I came to Boston for the first time 363 days ago. What I found was a city, justifiably, traumatized by the horrific events that took place just days earlier at it’s cherished Marathon. And what I also found was a sense of community unlike anything I had ever seen.
Through that strong sense of community, I was overwhelmingly welcomed by sharing my personal story to a few amazing people. The story I shared was one of hope. One of living with limb loss for 37 years. And one of telling people that their lives would one-day return to their new “normal”.
Four trips later and ready to board a homeward-bound plane, I remain forever grateful for what Boston has meant to me. And being at yesterday’s Marathon to finally experience the magic of the beloved Marathon Monday, I saw that the race had been run and the finish line was crossed. My work here is done.
With that, I leave with a full heart in knowing that the friendships will continue and the impact it had on me will never fade.
Be the good.
had lunch with a friend who encouraged me to write a book about my life. When I said I hadn’t yet done that one pivotal thing by which I want to be known, he disagreed saying that I had already done so much, which to him, was inspirational.
While his flatterly motivates me to plan my next steps, I will suffice to having others write my story instead. And with each time I see my story in print, I remain utterly honored that it’s one worth sharing and a featured one at that!
Tons of gratitude to the Mobility Project by Mobility Management for sharing my story!
It’s that simple, isn’t it?