Before the accident I was cocky and disrepsectufl, I acted as if I was better than everyone else, and I am sorry to say I treated my parents like they were the enemy, another words, I was like so many teens, but that did not make it right, I needed to see that when Mom and Dad told me not to do something, they told me to protect me not to make my life miserable.
If I'd listened to Mom and Dad that night, I would have been at home in bed, not in a car accident that landed me in this chair, but I am not bitter about it, I think I needed the wake up call, though waking up in a hospital bed hooked to IV's hearing the words "Keesha honey the doctors say your Spinal Cord was damaged, you're not going to walk again,." was a bit harsh of a wake up call, but maybe that was what it took to give me the wake up call I needed, then that's what it took, because it certainly made me see the whole world did not revolve around me, and it made me see just how poorly I treated everyone. I had a lot of time to think on things like that as I lay in the hospital bed, and I also had plenty of time to examine who were truly my friends, and who like i had used to feel,. felt like life was some kind of populairty contest, my true friends were the ones who stuck with me, who did not run the opposite direction as I struggled to adjust to life in a wheelchair, as I came to the realization, that I had been horrible to, to many people, especially my parents and my cousin Alexia who for years had tried to tell me about the importance of living for Christ, at one time I had the Audacity to tell her that being popular was more important than some dead guy, I knew so little then.
I was as cocky as they come before the accident, I had a grudge against the world, but there is nothing as humbling as depending on strangers for the most personal of needs, you learn that life truly is not a populairity contest in those moments, and at sixteen, the age I was when the accident occured, and still I managed to sneak into college parties, pretending I went to some college in another state.
Alexia gave me a Bible as I lay in the Hospital bed, and I found myself searching for something more true than the lies I had believed, something more real than life being about who was the most popular and slowly I opened my heart up to Christ, after that the time in the hospital seemed to feel like alot less time, and when I was released my attitude was changed for the better, I was not walking, but my spirit was flying.
To Be Continued