My mother, Diane, decided to take me shopping to get out of the house. I was still struggling on crutches so my she found me a wheelchair. Going through the store was so exhausting that I cried out of pure frustration; just getting through the door was strenuous. That day made me think about what it would be like to be in a wheel chair for a lifetime. This experience taught me to value what I had. My injury was only temporary when others are not so lucky. I felt guilty for the self pity that I was encountering.
Over the past three years, both my physical and my mental health have been challenged. What I have overcome is really not a true hardship, although at the time, I felt it was. I consider myself fortunate to be where I am today and I have learned valuable lessons along the way. I never gave up and continued to support my peers. I am thankful for what I have and will always be grateful to my parents who work hard to provide for my sister and me. My injuries have given me a better perspective on life; I am thankful for the enlightening