My Motorcycle Injuries

I had someone ask me today about the accident injuries. He felt that it was a little odd that I’m always pretty much happy every time that he sees me. As I explained my mindset concerning the accident and all of the resulting changes in my life, one of the things that he had a harder time accepting was the fact that I expressed no bitterness toward the driver that caused the accident. I tried to explain to him that I’ve made plenty of mistakes in my life, and that running a red light on the morning of the accident was one of her mistakes. I tried to share my perspective concerning the fact that I see it as an accident, as opposed to a deliberate act of malice. He couldn’t really accept my logic. I also told him that I’m a Christian and that my faith grants to me a better sense of peace and forgiveness. Still, he just couldn’t really get past the fact that she almost killed me. I am certain of the fact that I would rather have peace in my heart than strength in my bones. While it’s cert...

I haven’t written anything here over the past few weeks, and I’m typing now to simply say that I don’t really have a lot to say at this time. I think that there are points in life where you deal with the things at hand while facing each day with a sense of duty and/or determination. Things hurt, things don’t always work right, you feel your body fighting against your efforts to function normally, and you just have to move forward anyway. This accident has changed a lot of things for me, but it hasn’t changed me. Life is for living, and that’s what I’ve been doing over the past several weeks. Busy, distracted, and balancing every concern with every assurance. There are things that are far more important than my body, and I’m a little intrigued these days by the way in which life just goes on. In the end it’s all about living.

I went off of my diabetic diet last week for a couple of days in order to celebrate my birthday. I never deviate from my diet for anything, including Thanksgiving and Christmas. My birthday is pretty much it for culinary indulgence. I ate several things that I ordinarily can’t eat, along with eating in bulk. I never get to do the mass quantities thing and I found that in the end it wasn’t that big a deal. I maintain the fantasy of breaking my diet almost every day, but in reality it turned out to be a little, well, blah. I’m thinking that maybe everything having to do with the limitations caused by my accident injuries is sort of the same way. I’m thinking that maybe the things that I’ve lost have become things that I long for because I can’t have any of it…my “old” body, the freedom to ride, better health and strength; all of it. Maybe it’s something that I long for because I absolutely cannot have it. Perhaps the lesson learned is that I should do the best I can with what I have and ...