I have had lot of people visiting my blog today thanks to a great post written by Angela Nazworth at the blog (in)courage. Angela contacted me a few month ago about writing a post about my story for the blog. After she explained what (in)courage was about, I agreed to an interview. I think she did a great job capturing a part of my recovery that the main stream media doesn’t generally want to touch. If you are a reader of (in)courage visiting my blog for the first time, I hope you find it motivational. Please sign up to receive it by email or add it to your RSS Reader if you enjoyed reading the posts.
Thanks again to (in)courage and Angela Nazworth for giving me a chance to share my story with your readers.
If you would like to read Angela’s post click here.
We were 20...
My best friend turns 40 today. I remember when he turned 5. I also remember his 13th and 16th birthdays as well. His 18th and 21st are a little blurry, but we aren’t going to talk about that. We have been best friends since shortly after leaving our mother’s wombs. You see, we are only 3 weeks apart. (Yes, I will be 40 very shortly…) Our parents were friends. We lived in the same neighborhood. We lived at each others homes. His mom was my second mother and mine was his.
It might seem strange that as an adult, I remember another kid’s 5th birthday, but that birthday was a big deal. He was making the “cut” to start kindergarten and I was not going to be joining him. This was a life changing event to me at the time. Turned out that it didn’t matter. Our friendship survived that challenge and many more to come.
Our adult lives haven’t always allowed us to spend as much time together as we would like since we live a few hours apart, but being around him is as comfortable as being with a brother. He was the best man at my wedding and I was his. We both married wonderful women, who can usually keep us under control. (Something that we were not always good at doing on our own.) Some things however, will never change. We have spent New Years Eve together for at least the last 30 years. (Including the year of the accident.) We still both refer to each other as Buzz. (Our children now refer to us as Buzz.) There are secrets and stories that we will go to our graves keeping simply because we made a pinkie swear.
One thing I learned from my accident is that there is nothing more important in life than family. Buzz is family. He is also someone I have always looked up to. He has been a role model for hard work and determination his entire life. He is the type of person who always leads by example. That is something I want to emulate.
The kids and I got to spend the day with he and his daughter yesterday. It still amazes me that we are fathers. As I sit here writing this, I picture us in my mind as kids throwing a baseball in his backyard. Now our kids play in the backyard. Life goes by so quickly. God has blessed me by surrounding me with a very strong family as I continue to recover. Short of life itself, family is the greatest gift He has given me.
Happy Birthday Buzz! (You may now kiss the bride…)
I am starting a new project. It is called 365 days of My Motivation. The plan is to post a photo of something that has motivated me each day. I have been working on the logistics for the past week. I needed to make it simple to up load the photos so that I have a fighting chance of doing it every day. I think I have it worked out. (It will still be a challenge, but if I can make it through the first month, I should be able to create the habit.) The photo that I upload for that day will appear on the right side of my blog’s home page. You should be able to click on the photo to see other photos from other days. The photo will also be posted to my Facebook wall as well. I haven’t been able to figure out how to post them to my fan page, so you will need to just friend me here if you want to see them on Facebook.
I am hoping that this exercise will not only help me to stay focused on my recovery, but also remind me why I continue to push myself. Sometimes I get so caught up in the process of getting better that I forget why I am doing it. As my family and I continue dealing with additional health issues from the accident, I have found photos to be a very motivational, and some times emotional, reminders of all the wonderful things we still have in our lives. I hope sharing the images I capture each day will inspire you to look around and see what is motivating you.
Look to the right to see today’s photo…
There are a few other days there as well. (I said I have been testing it for a week.)