The Journey . . . my second chance

 My new life as a “T11 para incomplete” began the night of July 17, 2005. Maybe those words don’t mean much to you, but they came to define me . . . At least for while, until I found myself again—a new and stronger version of the old me—one who knew I could pretty much deal with whatever life threw at me. I’ve learned that a physical challenge doesn’t define me, after all. I know myself now better than I ever did before. I’ve learned other things, too—like who my friends really are (the ones that stuck around through the accident, rehab, and a return to life on my own); what love is (the love I have now is with someone who sees and gladly accepts the man I REALLY am); and how to live life to the fullest in spite of challenges I thought I’d never have to face.

We all think we’re invincible, right? “It won’t happen to me.” Think again. It does happen. It happened to me. Life can change in an instant. And I’m here to tell you my story.