Wow, it’s been quite a journey. A year exactly today is the day new life breathed into me. Literally.
A year ago I was awaiting death to take me across the river but he never came. I prayed to see the ocean and sun again.
I begged to see my Mr. Cupcake even though he was states away.
I guess the gods heard my prayers. We got a call on December 26th, my fathers birthday that they had viable lungs and would be getting surgery the next day.
The best part was, I got to tell my parents, after not being able to talk for months because of a trach; a nurse taught me a trick to temporarily tell them.
I would have never gotten to UCLA if it wasn’t for my Uncle Peter (Peter-Angie Mayhew and his wife Angie, who called a good friend J.r. Stoces who tricked some heads of the hospital to talk to him. He convinced them to look at my case and they chose me. They chose to save me. And they did. When my own state wanted to abandon me for being too far gone, on my birthday declaring that I’d have a week at most to live.
I am forever grateful.
I cherish all those I have met and befriended in my life, because if it wasn’t for the bonds I made with them, I wouldn’t be here.
Not to get cheesy but it’s true what Sora says in Kingdom Hearts; “my friends are my power!”
I’ve also made so many new friends that I wouldn’t have had the pleasure to even know their existence if I didn’t survive. I’m so happy, grateful and proud to know all of you.
And never tell me the odds, I will ALWAYS prove you wrong.
It’s still so very surreal to be here, to still be alive.
Today is by re-birthday. And I can’t wait for many more.
(If you want to know more look up Kathlyn Chassey, Littlest Wookiee)
