The week before the commemoration of my accident is always a strange, surreal, reflective one for me. Not only does seasonal depression set in, but the challenge of remembering another year has passed since my life changed so drastically. Tomorrow marks 12 years since my accident. I struggle to put into words all my thoughts and feelings, but I will attempt to do so here. It’s amazing to think of what life was like then, walking, running, snowboarding one minute, and that the

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“There is no going back, but only forward. Rather than dwelling on the past, we should make the most of today, of the here and now..."