God can restore what is broken and change it into something amazing. All you need is FAITH.

Ever since I can remember, I always felt I could touch the world. Something inside of me was greater than I could ever imagine. I was born March 7th, 1985, raised to love everyone, respect my elders, and keep God first. My life growing up was simple and pleasant. My mother ended up being a single mother when I turned two and never missed a beat. My mom has always been my best friend and my tremendous supporter. She is the most giving, sweetest-loving, and caring woman I know.

I started playing basketball at the age of 11. My mother made sure I attended every practice, and she was in the stands for every single game. I was an A and B honor roll student throughout my entire school days; and my mother faithfully helped me with my homework, studies, and even finished a few of my projects when I would fall asleep on the last night before it was due.

I could go on for centuries about how she is my beacon and one of the most precious joys God has given, but this is about me…LOL

I have always been stalwart and taken a large amount of pride in how I move. I live by the rule of, “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” I am the person who listens far more than I talk. My friends feel safe and comfortable sharing their problems, fears, and dreams with me. They know I will be there without judgement or ridicule.

THAT NIGHT:

My life at 32 finally started to shape into what I’d always wanted it to be. My business as an interior painter was flowing and I was about to pay my mom’s house off, take it over, and put her in her dream home. But unfortunately on June 22, 2017 after getting off from another long hard day of work. I was asked by my sweetheart to come over to meet some of their closest family and also go hit a few pins to enjoy the end of the night. As I pull up to the new address, the driveway is full and it seems like there is nowhere for me to park. So I back up and park on the side of the house facing north.

After being greeted by my love, I’m told they’ll make space for me to park in the driveway. I finish putting my tools in the truck, proceed to close the trunk door, and…….

BAM

A distracted driver drove down her residential street and hit my parked car head on. The impact was enough to knock my car out of gear which trampled and dragged my body several yards down the street before letting me go. I was rushed to Grady Hospital Trauma Center while the EMTs vigorously fought to keep me stable. I spent 8-10 hours in surgery and discovered my injuries were as follows:

1. C-4/5 Spinal Cord Injury
2. Laceration to the liver
3. Lacerations to the face and head
4. On a ventilator,
5. Broken jaw and multiple teeth missing
6. Left upper arm broken
7. Right wrist broken
8. Right knee gashed to the bone, and
9. A lot of road on my buttocks and right arm.

I barely had any movement from my shoulders down.

REASON BEHIND OUR CAMPAIGN:

Financial security is a must for everyone and it’s definitely been a must for me and my family to pay for my medical bills, THERAPY bills, mobility van, and modifications at home. No donations is too small and although this collision has left me broken, it hasn’t destroyed who I am. My body will never be the same and even though it may be a different life; I trust that it will still transcend into a purposeful one…one that will allow me to continue to do unto others as I continue to do what God placed me on this earth to do.

2 Corinthians 9:6
Cheerful Giver
Remember this: The person who sows sparingly will also reap sparingly and the person who sows generously will reap generously.

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