Hi, guys. how have u been on New year's Eve so far?? It's been great for me.
How was your 2012?? As for myself, I can't probably say it was a good year to me because I couldn't actually achieve anything this year. Of course, I did my best to win something big that I had wished on the last day of last year.
But I could see some positive parts as well. Early this year I'd spent in India, and had an incredible time that I'd never expected. And I learnt that I've been surrounded by great supportive people such as my peers, of course my family and all of my facebook friends. Each of them were literally precious to me.
As a result, I couldn't make a perfect year in 2012, though, I obviously made a big step to make a big goal in 2013.
Anyway, I didn't even try to make a diary out in my blog at all in last several months, but I have still seen some viewers in it. I'm pretty sure that I could deliver a awesome news through here on next Jan. I can't wait that time.
Thank you for your all supports and all messages for my 2012!! And Happy New Year's all of you guys!!!
This is a tremendous story that literally moved me. I've already watched over and over again. Unfortunately, this has only English subtitle so that you can't watch with Japanese subtitle for some of you guys reading it. So I leave the outline of this story here.
One day, she crashed into a speeding utility truck, and everything went black. In the next breath, she was airlifted from the scene of the accident by a rescue helicopter to a large spinal unit in Sydney. she'd broken my neck and my back in six places. In addition, broke five ribs on her left side, her right arm, collarbone. some bones in her feet. Her whole right side was ripped open filled with gravel. Her head was cut open across the front, lifted back exposing the skull underneath. She had massive blood loss about five liters.
For over 10 days, she driftef between two dimensions, and she kept asking herself that you really want to be alive with a body that was so broken or... After 10 days, she decided to go back to the broken body, and the internal bleeding stopped. She also decided to be going forward. But it was really demanding task, maybe it was a lot harder than she had thought then. Fortunately, her operation was a success, but felt that she was paralyzed from the waist down. the next concern she had was whether she would walk again.. because her back was completely crushed. The vertebra at L1 was like you'd dropped a peanut, stepped on it, smashed it into thousands of piece. They picked as much broken bone as they could that had lodged in my spinal cord. They took out two of my broken ribs, and they rebuilt her back,L1, they rebuilt it, they took out another broken rib,
At last, her body did never be restored to its former state that she can never run as much as she did before. I imagined many times that if I were her, what would I do.. how could I think of my future to the end of my life. it'd fill me with full of fear and concerns that might never be able to get rid of.. but she was different!! She got another dream which was the most creative project ever!! Actually she realized that this wasn't just her life. It was life itself. She realized that this wasn't just her pain. It was everybody's pain. And then She knew, just like before, that She had a choice. She could keep fighting thisor She could let go and accept not only my body but the circumstances of my life. And then She stopped asking, "Why me?"And She started to ask, "Why not me?"And then She thought to myself, maybe being at rock bottom is actually the perfect place to start.
Sitting at home in her wheelchair and her plaster body cast, an airplane flew overhead, and I looked up,and I thought to myself, "That's it!If I can't walk, then I might as well fly." "Pass me the yellow pages." She passed me the phone book, I rang up the flying school, I made a booking, said I'd like to make a booking to come out for a flight. Didn't know how on Earth she'd ever pass a medical. But she'd worry about that later, because right now I had a dream. Just gave it a go. And she practiced my walking as much as she could.
So while the doctors continued to operate and put my body back together again, she went on with my theory study, and then eventually, and amazingly, she passed my pilot's medical, and that was my green light to fly. And she spent every moment she could out at that flying school, way out of my comfort zone, all these young guys that wanted to be Qantas pilots, " you know, and little old hop-along me in first my plaster cast, and then my steel brace, my baggy overalls, my bag of medication and catheters and my limp, and they used to look at me and think, "Oh, who is she kidding? She's never going to be able to do this." And sometimes I thought that too. But that didn't matter, because now there was something inside that burned that far outweighed my injuries."
And little goals kept her going along the way, and eventually she got my private pilot's license, and then she learned to navigate, and she flew my friends around Australia. And then she learned to fly an airplane with two engines and she got my twin engine rating. And then she learned to fly in bad weather as well as fine weather and got my instrument rating. And then she got my commercial pilot's license. And then she got my instructor rating. And then she found myself back at that same school where she'd gone for that very first flight, teaching other people how to fly, just under 18 months after she'd left the spinal ward.
And then she thought, "Why stop there? Why not learn to fly upside down?" And she did, and she learned to fly upside down and became an aerobatics flying instructor.
The philosopher Lao Tzu once said, "When you let go of what you are, you become what you might be." She now know that it wasn't until she let go of who she thought she was that she was able to create a completely new life. It wasn't until she let go of the life she thought she should have that she was able to embrace the life that was waiting for me. She now know that my real strength never came from my body, and although my physical capabilities have changed dramatically, who she am is unchanged. The pilot light inside of me was still a light, just as it is in each and every one of us.
''I know that I'm not my body, and I also know that you're not yours. And then it no longer matters what you look like, where you come from, or what you do for a living. All that matters is that we continue to fan the flame of humanity by living our lives as the ultimate creative expression of who we really are.''
What comes to my mind after watching this story is that women are strong. I can't say how wonderful she is!!
