Thank you Ginnie and Rae, but for me all glory goes to God. Now I am able to use talents for which I was educated and by which my career pre-wreck was driven, and this, too I see as blessing from God. I swerved my little car at the last moment before impact because my brain had played out how the nose of my car would otherwise be propelled beneath the 3 ton truck in front of me with its hitch coming through the windshield over the steering wheel. I believe God did not intend I die at that moment.

The thing about my tale is the reality of once again living life among people, released from the pain prison of our bedroom. I walk cane assisted sorta short distances, and use wheelchair for longer distances or in situations where I would not be able to stand too long, such as a shopping mall or airport. I feel the full reach of the mind with which I was blessed now the opiates and nerve meds are no longer part of my life. Through this, outreach, reaching out to others in need has well and truly become a mission of both me and my wife. Some spilling over on our children. It was fun sitting in my wheelchair at a Salvation Army bucket ringing bell and singing Christmas carols with my wife..... the spirit of Christmas was so evident upon all who entered or departed the store as we sang.

I so love being a blessing to others, and that has become quite a focus of my life. How cool is that?

When we change our perspective to aid others in need, our own situation seems far less daunting,
Love for all in this New Year,
Mark56