My accident back in mid-September, resulting in 2 broken legs, a broken back and shoulder, could’ve been far worse. My physical therapist has told me he’s had a patient who’s slipped on a puddle of milk in their kitchen, and because they unluckily landed the wrong way, will never walk again. Whereas I, despite falling 200 ft., hitting the ground at over 40 m.p.h., and then being dragged 100 ft. like a rag doll across the face of the mountain by my reserve, have the chance of walking in time. (I’ll be disabled and not able to work, though, for at least a year.)

Because I’ve had so much time since my accident for reflection, I often see how lucky I have it and how grateful I should be for what I have. Despite 2009 being one of the worst years for me, I’m soooooo thankful I can experience this day with a sound mind and spirit. And even though my body’s pretty broken . . . . 2 out of 3 ain’t bad!

Hope you all have a great Thanksgiving!