A 10 YEAR REFLECTION || 9-9-08⁣⁣⁣⁣ || Miracle Moment

⁣⁣⁣⁣My mom sometimes says to me when a moment occurs, “will this really matter in ten years?” Most of the time — the answer is NO.⁣⁣⁣⁣

⁣⁣⁣⁣Sometimes it’s yes. And sometimes, it’s simply comforting to just reflect.⁣⁣⁣⁣

⁣⁣⁣⁣Taking you back to 9-9-08....⁣⁣

⁣⁣Leaving the gym at 9:00pm (weird, I know)— crossing Michigan Ave (on foot) and wham BAM, a cabbie took me down. I was in the crosswalk, not jaywalking and had the right away. Came out of nowhere and as he hit me on my right hip I went flying in the air, bounced off the trunk, then landed on Michigan Ave. All my bags went flying. I tried to get up. The kindest pedestrians stopped to tell me to stay, called for help, and waited with me until paramedics came. I felt fine, but shook up. WHAT JUST HAPPENED?! Went by ambulanceto the hospital, had a gazillion med students looking at my naked body (they cut my clothes off me) and just waited for my diagnosis. Was sure I broke something or had internal damage.⁣⁣⁣⁣

⁣⁣⁣⁣But left with a whole lotta bumps, bruises, scrapes + soreness. That’s it.⁣⁣⁣⁣

⁣⁣⁣⁣So when I reflect back on the question “will this matter in ten years,” my answer to this one is yes.⁣⁣⁣⁣

⁣Yes, because — well, LIFE —and Guardian Angels, Community, Compassion, Moments. Every day moments occur — good and not so good. Life is hard. Life is beautiful. Life challenges us. But these moments shape us.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣

Pause + reflect: 10 years ago, where were you? Did that moment matter?⁣⁣⁣

Hope so.⁣