
06/07/2025
I used to tell people ‘health is wealth’ without truly understanding the weight of those words.
8 months after my accident, I’m reflecting on what that really means.
Until I couldn’t sit at 45 degrees because my ribs wouldn’t allow it.
Until I couldn’t sit normally because of the stitches and torn tissue.
Until basic bodily functions became unpredictable and I lost control over things I’d never thought twice about.
Until my broken arm forced me to reinvent how I did everything in life.
My bike - my identity, my freedom - sat silent for 4 months.
Walking became my transportation, slow became my new pace, patience became my teacher.
The hardest part wasn’t the physical pain - it was watching my identity as someone strong completely crumble.
I had to rebuild not just my body, but my entire relationship with who I thought I was.
There were moments I couldn’t even support myself, couldn’t handle the most basic human functions.
Shoutout to Donna - who showed me unconditional love when I needed it most, when I couldn’t even love myself.
Recovery isn’t just about getting back to where you were - it’s about becoming someone new.
Someone who understands that your body performing basic functions without you thinking twice is the real luxury.
Someone who knows that slowing down isn’t weakness - it’s wisdom.
Today I’m grateful for every small victory, every function that works, every step forward.
Health truly is wealth - and I’ll never take mine for granted again.