On this day…..
I’m going to blow my own trumpet for a bit if you don’t mind.
On the 26th of May every year I take the time to congratulate myself, another year under the belt.
It is an anniversary, even a birthday of sorts. It was May the 26th 2007 that I went on a trip to Spain and broke my neck. The accident was life changing to say the least. Not just for me but for those close to me. For the last six years I have been attached to a ventilator and completely paralysed from the neck down.
If I’m honest I didn’t see myself lasting five years. I was lucky enough to have survived the original accident but my condition has left me vulnerable to so many threats, I thought my body would have given in by now.
I have flirted with death more than once but I keep scraping through, it seems that I’m not ready yet.
The journey has been rough and I have only one regret, the years I wasted sunk in depression and weighed down by heavy medication. I would not socialise, I pushed friends and family away, I was lonely, I was angry, I was bitter and I had surrendered to the pressures of a life I didn’t want.
If only I knew then what I know now, life is too short to wallow in the past thinking about what might have been. We can only play with the cards we are dealt and you can still win big stakes with what looks like a weak hand.
Thankfully those days are behind me. I have never been in a happier place than I am now so I will blow my trumpet and I will celebrate this anniversary. I have spent enough of my life in the darkness, I think I have earned the right to be proud of myself.
Will I be here May the 26th 2014? Possibly not so I need to respect the time given to me and be thankful for what I have. Not just for the major blessings but for every little bonus during every single day. It’s only when we combine it all together that we can understand how lucky we are.
I’d like to share something extremely special. My greatest passion in life is supporting Glasgow Celtic. This song is called You’ll Never Walk Alone and as a fan of Celtic it is considered an anthem, sung on special occasions. The atmosphere at Celtic Park would make your hair stand on end but the words are what makes it especially important to me.
If I had a soundtrack to the last six years I’d like to think this would be it,
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on walk on with hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone
You’ll never walk alone