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Aria’s Song-Chapter Eleven
Learning to Live Again
Chapter Eleven:
Alyssa reminds me of everything I have when I am struggling. There is a reason I am alive, she tells me, and I know it. I wouldn’t be here if God hadn’t seen fit to keep me alive, but I often wondered why the person got behind the wheel drunk. Rather than hating the person that nearly ended my life. I felt sorry for them, for the pain they must have been feeling to make such poor decisions, as well as the guilt they must feel for what they did.
My goal is to be strong, to remember my blessings, but I also grieve, I grieve over the loss, the pain, and I grieve because I was not the only one affected. As much as I miss being able to walk up to my room. I miss being able to dance. But I try to look at the positive, I am young, I will learn to live with this, I am not going to let myself sink into a deep depression. The truth that God is with me hasn’t changed, if anything, I feel that truth now even more strongly than ever before.
The first few nights I was at home, Alyssa stood by my side. Despite her desire to be there if I needed anything, I knew that couldn’t last. I needed my space, space to learn how to live with what I had gone through. I was not in denial, how could I be, every morning I awoke with the reminder that I was paralyzed from the waist down. Only half of my body…
