Tim Hooper Car Crash

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Uploaded by on Mar 24, 2011

At times people think I'm super sensitive or that I'm angry with them but that's far from the truth. I am angry at myself, not feeling sorry for me but envious when I see someone doing what I so much want to do again. It's so easy for them and an impossibility for me. perhaps something as simple as climbing a tree, sitting on a branch, feeling a gentle breeze caress my cheek, as a wisp of hair blows into my eye and I rub my eye, like the little boy wakening from sleep rubbing out sand left by the sand man as fairy tales write about. Today I appreciate what I once took for granted. I want it all back but I realize that can never be... and you're damn right that hurts. At times the hurt is indescribable. Let me say, I don't begrudge you a single moment. If I am guilty of anything it is envy and if anger surfaces it's directed at myself, even though I am not at fault. What took place was beyond my control. What I can control is how I perceive it and deal with it. I want to tell everyone, cherish the moments and be thankful for all you can do. I am doing what some will never do, and that thought humbles me. I am not brave or courageous as some folks say. I am simply a fighter. A survivor. And I am determined. So many random acts took place that brought me to the place I am at today. I will question myself endlessly as to the how and the why. But I gratefully accept the situation for what it is, and the fact that I am. I was in a horrific auto accident, that should have killed me. It did not thanks to the powers that be, and to selfless, caring strangers, to whom I owe a great debt. I intend to pay that debt by being the best person I can be and to reach out to others as total strangers reached out to me. Was it divine intervention? I don't know, nor do I care what label anyone gives it. I open my eyes, breathe in the sweet smell of air, filling my lungs with life sustaining oxygen, and allowing me to see the faces of my loved ones. I am not in a dark place but in a world of brightness, smiling faces, laughter, and unconditional love and acceptance. I emerged from all this, limited in some ways, bearing scars that will never fade or go away... But that's alright, in as much, I emerged a better person. I am not a saint by any stretch of the imagination. I have my moments of sadness, despair, and even out right rage. They pass and I am so thankful that I am able to have those moments as it's validation that I am alive. A quick glance and you may see a glistening in my eyes, the threat of tears. I do not cry much, but if I were, it would be tears of pure joy seeing and embracing what I once took for granted... as I whisper a heartfelt, thank you.

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  • 11 dislikes?? Wow people are heartless!!!

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