Before my accident, I kept saying the same thing to myself: I want to be in the best shape of my life when I turn 60. I meant it. I was hiking, walking, going to the gym. I was building strength in my body and imagining a future where I kept getting stronger, not weaker. Then the accident happened. I was still 59. I turned 60 in a hospital bed. I lost a leg. I fractured my other leg in multiple places. I broke ribs. I had vertebrae injuries. My body went into heart and kidney failure. Pain became constant, not occasional. Everything I thought I was building… was suddenly gone. And for a long time, I couldn’t understand something: If I was focusing on health, strength, and vitality… how did I end up here? I used to think maybe I did something wrong. Maybe I thought wrong. Maybe I “manifested” the wrong thing. But I’m starting to see something different now. Life isn’t a formula where good thoughts guarantee safe outcomes. Bodies exist in a world where accidents happen, s...
The sky and the earth are my constant inspiration. I love being outside so much, I bring those vibes right into my home. My color schemes come straight from the landscapes I see. Golden fields that have passed their peak? Those earthy tones become my base colors. Accents of blue from the sky and green from the trees? They pop in everywhere. Even my bedroom reflects the colors of sunrise and sunset. No matter where I am, a piece of the outdoors is always with me.
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