LIVE QUICKIE BLOG

When I was 12 years old, my dad and younger brother were in a car accident. My brother was killed and my dad was paralyzed. The only reason I survived that is because people around us showed us that my dad had a future as a quadriplegic. He now lives completely independently, drives himself to work every day, and even danced with me at my wedding.

I have lived in three different cities in Canada, and now I live in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. Let me tell you about my experiences!

When you combine wheelchairs and travel, the first thing that comes to mind might be the possibility of hassle, inconvenience, or perhaps worse. Those same possibilities exist in the minds of all travelers however, and the inherent risk of negative likelihoods is present in everything we do — even activities WAY less fun than traveling. At a certain point, it is necessary to ignore the 'what-ifs' in life and embrace the freedom to allow experiences to manifest themselves into memories you'll remember even after you visit all your dream destinations.

On January 21, 1993 I was in a five-car automobile accident that injured seven people. Out of everyone injured, I was the most severely hurt. When it first happened I was in shock and didn't know the extent of my injuries. I was a passenger in the backseat and thought I should get out and try to help everyone.

"What do you want to do as an adult?" That's the question everyone is asked when they are 16-18 years old. Do you enter the workforce, trade school, college, or disability? All have ups and downs associated with them. All have levels of attainability depending on your unique situation.