Beautiful Tragedy
About
March 8, 2024
I was in a car accident March 10, 2018. I was rear-ended and I sustained a mTBI and whiplash. Little did I know the 15 seconds it took for the accident to happen would change my life in EVERY way.
The impact of hitting my head and the force of the accident essentially scrambled my brain. They call it post-concussion syndrome. It affected all facets of my life. I could no longer work, cook, clean, drive, watch tv, listen to music, let alone do any of the things I loved to do like hiking and riding horses.
Every doctor I saw told me either I was faking my injury or that was just how I was going to be for the rest of my life and let's get you on depression medication. I said, no, I don't accept this and walked out.
While laying on my bedroom floor one particularly frustrating night, I made a deal with God. I said, if you lead me down a path of healing, show me every step I need to take, bring the right doctors across my path that I need to see, open and close doors accordingly and when I get better, I'll turn around and help other people with the same injury as mine to find their way back to living again.
During the lowest part of my experience, the term Beautiful Tragedy became the symobol of my shattered life. It took shear will to not give up and to hang on to any ray of light and hope there was. I was surrounded by the loss of my life as I knew it and my identity of the person I once was, but I had a choice to make; I chose to take the opportunity to rebuild and find the beauty from something so tragic.
Over time, I found that if I could go back and change what happened, I wouldn't. Because even admist this tragedy, there was still so much beauty, so much good, always a silver lining around the next corner, and people with hearts of gold that were by my side every step of the way, and most importantly of all, a second chance at life and the opportunity to create a new version of me.
I've had the concept of Beautiful Tragedy in my mind for quite some time now, but I wasn't anticipating starting if for another two years. But, last week, God made it apearant that the time is now.
I cannot wait to see where this journey is going to lead. All I know is I'm ready for it and I have a sneaking suspicion you are too, because I know you need a "helper" just as much as I did six years ago.
So here's my helping hand, and let's walk this journey together.
I look forward to our paths crossing and until then, don't ever quit.
All the love,
- L