It’s been a week since my rollover and I’m getting better. The worst part is the muscle going from my neck to my shoulder still hurts if I keep my arms raised up for too long (I should probably wait to clean cobwebs off the ceiling for another few days).<\/p>\n
But some people have suggested that there must be a reason why I’m here. I’m not done yet, there’s still something for me to do.<\/p>\n
The truth is that a lot of people have been reading the blog entries related to the accident. Maybe they like the story; maybe they use it as an example of how seatbelts can save lives. If that’s the reason—if I didn’t get smooshed inside the Explorer just so I could write about what happened and post some pictures—I’m okay with that.<\/p>\n
That’s not to say it’s time for me to drive a car directly into a tree at 60mph without wearing a seatbelt to prove my point. There might be another reason, there might be more that I’m still here to do. (There’s a possibility that my survival was arbitrary and there’s no such thing as fate, a higher power, etc., but if that’s your belief system, you probably stopped reading this after the second paragraph anyway.)<\/p>\n
But I am willing to say that if I’ve made a difference, if writing all of this has had a positive impact in at least one other person’s life, I’ll consider that a victory. (In my mind, it’s a much better victory than showing people the importance of staying hydrated while hiking in the mountains by vomiting on national television.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It’s been a week since my rollover and I’m getting better. The worst part is the muscle going from my neck to my shoulder still hurts if I keep my arms raised up for too long (I should probably wait to clean cobwebs off the ceiling for another few days). But some people have suggested … <\/p>\n