Lake Union Herald: Saved for a Purpose
What I remember most about Thanksgiving every year is hearing the shattering of glass and the sound of crunching metal—the sound of change—the sound of a moment that would completely change my life.
They tell me it was a good thing I was asleep. If I had been awake and tensed up, it would have caused devastating damage. Then again, if I had been awake I probably wouldn't have crashed. Still, driving to work early one crisp Sunday morning in November during my senior year at Andrews Academy, I was overcome with sleepiness and dozed off behind the wheel. The impact sent my car rolling several times and snapped my neck, fracturing the fourth and fifth cervical vertebrae. Read full story.