My Life Today After a Spinal Cord Injury
A spinal cord injury does not end your life. It changes it.

When people hear the words spinal cord injury, they often imagine an ending.
An ending to dreams.
An ending to purpose.
An ending to life as they knew it.
What I’ve learned over the last four decades is this:
A spinal cord injury does not end your life.
It changes it.
And change—while painful—can also become a doorway.
Today, my life looks nothing like the one I imagined at seventeen. I don’t walk. I roll. I don’t measure success by what I can lift or run toward. I measure it by impact, connection, and faith. And in many ways, my life is richer now than it ever was before.
What Life Really Looks Like After a Spinal Cord Injury
Life after a spinal cord injury is not a straight line.
There are days of strength.
There are days of grief.
There are moments of deep gratitude—and moments of deep frustration.
I live with physical limitations. I rely on others in ways I never expected. My body requires planning, equipment, and care just to move through a normal day.
But I also live with:
• Purpose
• Community
• Faith
• A voice
• A calling
Disability did not erase who I am.
It revealed who I could become.
For many years, I thought my injury defined me. I believed the chair was the headline of my story. What I slowly discovered is that the chair is only the setting. The story is still being written by the choices I make every day.
What Change Really Means
When people hear the word change, they often think it just happens.
Time passes.
Therapy begins.
Doctors do their part.
And somehow, life is supposed to feel better.
But real change doesn’t work that way.
Change is not passive.
Healing is not automatic.
Growth is not accidental.
We can’t expect to walk again simply because we show up to physical therapy. Our legs are powered by nerves. Those nerves are connected to the brain. The brain is shaped by thought, belief, and emotion. The body follows the mind. The mind is influenced by the heart. And the heart is shaped by what we believe about ourselves and about God.
It’s all connected.
Real change means participation.
It means choosing to engage—not only physically, but:
• Mentally
• Emotionally
• Spiritually
• Financially
I often say that balance in these five areas has been key for me:
Physically – caring for the body I have today.
Mentally – challenging the thoughts that limit me.
Emotionally – allowing grief, joy, anger, and hope to be felt.
Spiritually – staying rooted in something bigger than myself.
Financially – learning to create stability and purpose in a new way.
Neglect one, and the others feel it.
For me, faith is what fuels all of this. Not faith as a shortcut. Not faith as denial. But faith as the energy that keeps me moving when the work is hard.
Faith doesn’t replace effort.
Faith makes effort possible.
I don’t believe “everything will just work out.”
I believe I am called to show up.
Change is not wishing.
Change is choosing.
The Inner Work Is the Real Work
The hardest part of my injury was never the wheelchair.
It was the voice in my head that said:
• “You are less than.”
• “You are a burden.”
• “Your best days are behind you.”
Those thoughts are more disabling than paralysis.
Healing didn’t begin when my body stabilized.
Healing began when I started asking better questions:
• Who am I now?
• What still matters?
• How can I serve from where I am?
The inner work—mental, emotional, spiritual—is what changed everything.
I had to learn that I am more than my body.
More than my diagnosis.
More than my past mistakes.
That truth didn’t arrive in one moment. It grew slowly through prayer, failure, reflection, community, and time.
My Life Today
Today, I write.
I speak.
I mentor.
I build community.
I walk with others through the moment when life breaks in half.
My days include nurses, technology, prayer, reflection, and connection. They include laughter, creativity, and sometimes exhaustion.
But they also include meaning.
I don’t chase the life I lost.
I build the life I’ve been given.
I am not who I was.
And I am not who I thought I would be.
I am who I am becoming.
If You Are Standing at Your Own Crossroads
If you are newly injured…
If you are caring for someone who is…
If life has broken in a way you never planned…
I want you to hear this:
You are not done.
You are not forgotten.
You are not alone.
Your story is still being written.
Change does not mean pretending everything is okay.
It means deciding that your life still matters.
It means choosing to engage your whole self—
Body.
Mind.
Heart.
Spirit.
Future.
You don’t have to have all the answers.
You just have to take the next step.
Even if that step is made from a chair.
Even if that step begins in your thoughts.
Even if that step is simply believing that your life still has purpose.
Because it does.







