Life goes on even with death surrounding it.
I wish I had not gone on the cruise. I wish I had gone to the young adult con in Milwaukee. I wish I had spent time with Nick. I got into an ATV accident. It was so scary. I hurt all over. I am very lucky that I only have superficial wounds around my body. My uncle died 7 months ago from an ATV accident. Ali's 15 year-old brother died from an ATV accident right before I left for my cruise. I am VERY LUCKY.
WHY ME? I keep asking myself why I deserved to live and not others. What does God have in store for me? I need to do more with my life for otherts. I've nearly finished "The Book of Mev" by my Social Justice professor Mark Chimel. It's an amazing, inspiring book about his wife who passed away 12 years ago from a brain tumor. She did so much for the poor and those she photographed helping the poor. She was only 32 when she died and had accomplished so much. I want to do more for others. I am such a selfish person. I really have not been putting others forward. I need to do more NOW before it's too late.
About the accident....it was very scary. Like most accidents, it happened so fast. I went over a pothole and the ATV started to swerve towards the right side of the road. I put my brakes on and swerved to the left, but I hit a rock. The ATV started to flip and I jumped off. I didn't even think about it. It was definitely instinctual. I skidded on the road, mainly on my left side. The guides told me I was very brave and smart to leap off to the other side of the road. I have never felt like I was a brave person, so I don't know how true this statement resonates. I have a lot of superficial wounds on the left side of my back and various other places, such as both my shoulders since I was wearing a tank top. It is pretty painful, but the wounds are definitely healing very quickly.
I'm glad to be with Nick now. I missed him terribly, especially after the accident. He didn't do much over spring break so he missed me even more. He's out getting me ice cream and has been really sweet. He thinks it's great that he can take care of me. Of course, he's upset when I start to cry about it. After hearing the story about Ali's brother today I started sobbing. I am getting more tired as I write this. I got up about 8 a.m. and have taken two flights today: one from New Orleans to Dallas-Fort Worth and another back home to St. Louis. I need to lay down, maybe have a drink before St. Patrick's Day officially ends.
Oh yeah and the two year anniversary of Sam Clay's death was March 15. I still look at the pictures from KaleidaCON III where I first met him when he was a virgin at cons. I miss his exuberant personality still.
WHY ME? I keep asking myself why I deserved to live and not others. What does God have in store for me? I need to do more with my life for otherts. I've nearly finished "The Book of Mev" by my Social Justice professor Mark Chimel. It's an amazing, inspiring book about his wife who passed away 12 years ago from a brain tumor. She did so much for the poor and those she photographed helping the poor. She was only 32 when she died and had accomplished so much. I want to do more for others. I am such a selfish person. I really have not been putting others forward. I need to do more NOW before it's too late.
About the accident....it was very scary. Like most accidents, it happened so fast. I went over a pothole and the ATV started to swerve towards the right side of the road. I put my brakes on and swerved to the left, but I hit a rock. The ATV started to flip and I jumped off. I didn't even think about it. It was definitely instinctual. I skidded on the road, mainly on my left side. The guides told me I was very brave and smart to leap off to the other side of the road. I have never felt like I was a brave person, so I don't know how true this statement resonates. I have a lot of superficial wounds on the left side of my back and various other places, such as both my shoulders since I was wearing a tank top. It is pretty painful, but the wounds are definitely healing very quickly.
I'm glad to be with Nick now. I missed him terribly, especially after the accident. He didn't do much over spring break so he missed me even more. He's out getting me ice cream and has been really sweet. He thinks it's great that he can take care of me. Of course, he's upset when I start to cry about it. After hearing the story about Ali's brother today I started sobbing. I am getting more tired as I write this. I got up about 8 a.m. and have taken two flights today: one from New Orleans to Dallas-Fort Worth and another back home to St. Louis. I need to lay down, maybe have a drink before St. Patrick's Day officially ends.
Oh yeah and the two year anniversary of Sam Clay's death was March 15. I still look at the pictures from KaleidaCON III where I first met him when he was a virgin at cons. I miss his exuberant personality still.