Broken Beginnings: Chapter Thirty Seven

Chapter Thirty Seven:

Wednesday December.18.2018

A week before Christmas and I was having mixed feelings, it would be the first Christmas since the accident, it was something to celebrate as well as to grieve. I was going to celebrate because I had survived, but grieve because of what I had lost.

It was going to be my first Christmas since that man ran us off the road, and paralyzed me from the waist down, and more tragically caused Nadia’s brain damage, it was all hard, but we were alive, and were making good progress so that was definitely a reason to be thankful. We could have so easily died that day, but we were given a second chance at life, something that I was truly grateful for, even during the most difficult moments I never wished that I had died. I wanted to lice, I have a family, I am young, and I have a lot to live fir, a life I want to build for myself. I had promised Bobe that I would not let her story die, and I was determined to keep that promise, but this wasn’t easy far from it.

There were moments when I would get up and for a brief moment I would forget, until the reality would stare in my face, the wheelchair that I now required, I was paralyzed from the waist down, it was a reality that I could not deny or pretend away, but I did have a choice on how I let it define me, I did…