It’s been exactly one year since I got hit by a car.
On this day in 2018, I had class in the afternoon. I should’ve been home in the early evening. I didn’t get back until it was dark outside. Thankfully on February 6, 2019, I got home safe and sound.
I still think about all the things that happened. How the car slammed into my right leg, how I fell to the ground on my left elbow. Hearing the sirens grow louder. Riding to the hospital in the back of an ambulance. Waiting and more waiting. Having X-rays done. The paperwork and pain that followed. Every phone call to the police and insurance companies afterwards.
I doubt I’ll forget anytime soon. But I’ve come a long way. And despite all the setbacks, I’m so proud of myself.
I survived. I was able to walk away. I can walk and run and dance today. I hope I never take these blessings for granted.
I had some help along the way. I know no one else can possibly understand how I felt, not without experiencing everything I did. But I want to thank someone special. A small act of kindness made a big difference in my life.
Thank you for giving me hope when I needed it the most. Thank you for helping me more than you’ll ever know. Thank you for making me smile and laugh again. Thank you for pulling me out of hell. Thank you for the memories I’ll cherish forever. Thank you for everything.
This post has been incredibly difficult to write. I keep editing my thoughts before I even type them out.
More than anything, I hope one day I can tell the story I need to tell, and do it justice. After all, this isn’t someone else’s story. It’s my own.
I remember thinking in 2015 that 2016 would be awesome. And looking back now…it might have fallen just a little bit short.
But that’s okay.
2017 will be even better. At least I hope so. If not, there’s always 2018 to look forward to.
To be fair, 2016 would have sucked a lot more without all of you. So thanks for the comments and conversations. I cherish the little laughs and long responses as much as I do the short and sweet ones. Thank you for supporting my blog through good moments, bad weeks, and awful times.
I appreciate you. I really do.
Even if no one read what I wrote, I’d still write. I wouldn’t stop. I’d continue to blog. I wouldn’t shy away from the ‘post’ button. But you, my dear reader, make my blogging experience all the more enjoyable. I’ll forever be grateful.
Thanks for everything!
Something happened today that restored my faith in humanity. Well, in 0.0001 percent of humanity.
Actually a lot of things happened. I’d be here all night if I tried to describe my day in detail.
So you’re going to have to deal with my vagueness and the fact that you’ll probably want answers to questions but won’t get them.
I just want to thank the kind lady who was so generous. To me of all people. I’m a bad person. I don’t deserve good deeds to happen to me.
I don’t really mean that…
Anyway I’m writing this as a way of saying I’m beyond grateful. For her. For you. For everyone who helped me in some way, however small. I’m here because others helped get me here.
I didn’t get a chance to express my gratitude beyond saying two words.
Sometimes a “thank you” just doesn’t cut it.
As much as I love words, they don’t always do justice to my feelings.
Thank you for not believing in me. For doubting me.
Thanks for bringing me down, so I can build myself back up.
Thank you for laughing behind my back or in front of my face. For stabbing me here, there, everywhere.
Thanks for teaching me to let my work speak for itself. For making me realize that I don’t have to open my mouth to get the last word.
Thank you to the people who I didn’t please. Who I will never please. Thanks for teaching me that I couldn’t please everyone. But I could please myself. And that’s what I’ll continue to do.
It’s flattering but insulting when someone thinks that something you wrote was written by someone else.
I like creating my own content and writing my own words. I don’t like copying others or stealing intellectual property.
When I use work that isn’t my own, I cite it. I give full credit. As a creator myself, I respect creators and their creations.
I shall go nurse my wounds since I’m flattered and insulted right now. Don’t mind me.
Also to all my American friends, Happy Thanksgiving!
Thank you everyone for continuing to put up with me.
Here are some of the things I picked up at Chapters the other day.
I hope to start the book soon, although I’m sure it’ll sit on my bookshelf for quite some time. Better yet, I now have two more journals to add to my ever-growing collection. And the thank you notes are for a special side project.
Remember when I said “I need a new journal”? Well, I ended up purchasing two. After all, a writer can never have too many.
Happy Valentine’s Day my lovelies.
I want to thank you for supporting me and maybe, possibly loving me as well. If that’s the case, the feeling is completely mutual. And I hope it will remain mutual for years to come.
I spent most of my day reading, writing, and of course, blogging. What else would I be doing on this fine Saturday?
Did you spend your Valentine’s Day doing what you love? Did you spend it with the people you love?
It goes without saying that this blog keeps me sane and happy. Or maybe I should say I am not insane and unhappy because I am fortunate enough to be a blogger. What’s more, I’m grateful to have such incredible bloggers to interact with. Escaping from the real world from time to time contributes to my sanity.
Thank you and enjoy your weekend!