After a life-threatening accident in 2013 followed by a difficult rehabilitation, I am just beginning to answer the question that has kept me awake so many nights: Why am I here?
I could easily have let go and not returned to this life. I saw the other side. There is a reason I came back. There is something I am supposed to be doing. And now I understand one part of that calling. I am here to inspire others.
As I was walking my bike across a four-lane highway, I was hit by a car traveling more than 50 miles-an-hour. I was thrown 29 feet and suffered a traumatic brain injury, torn ligaments and tendons, and multiple broken bones requiring several surgeries. What I didn’t realize until I was into the first stages of healing is that I was fortunate not to have lost my right leg.
I was fortunate. I am fortunate. I’m alive! I can now think and talk. I can walk. I can use both arms. Though I have two permanent disabilities and know pain management will continue to be a constant challenge, I’m alive and I have a lot to give.
I have many finish lines I’m crossing and will continue to cross. The HobbleJog Foundation is just in the beginning of its journey. The finish line is way ahead—but I have a goal and, with the help of many others, we will get there.