You learn in life that there are consequences to your actions, and sometimes those consequences can be life changed, the way my life was changed when I decided to get in that car with my friend who was wasted, I really have no one to blame for what happened to me but myself, but I am here, and I have learned from my mistakes, I am more than grateful for that. It may sound strange for me to say that I am grateful that after loosing both of my legs in a horrific accident, I am grateful that I am learning, but sometimes the lessons in life can have a much higher price, sometimes the lessons in life, are learned in dying, and in a way I guess I did die, in the spirtual sense, I died to myself and made room for the Lord, if it took my legs for that to happen, then who am I to complain?
Before you get me wrong, and think I am either the strongest seventeen year old girl in the world, or a fool let me explain something, the path I was on would have more than likely led to death, drugs and drinking are not something you should ever feel you can mess with, and that is exactly what I was doing.
My parents raised me up in a Christian home, but like so many children who grew up in the Christian faith, I fell away, and went down the path of destruction fast and hard, but now I am a believer, walking with Christ once again, and let me tell you something I would rather live this life without my legs, then live the life I was living before without Christ.
To Be Continued