It has taken me six years and a hell of a lot of dedication but, I am slowly becoming the person I once was. In fact, I'm becoming more than I once was. A new, improved version of myself that's not only able to appreciate the experiences I've had, but also use them to inspire new beginnings and be mindful of how fragile our existence really is.
I want to spread the word about this young lady and see if we can't all be a little inspired by her grace and courage. If she (and her family, come to that) can remain smiley, grateful and positive during this horrific ordeal, then you can deal with that white van that just cut you up on the A3. Or whatever.
Could it be that we are our happiest in the toughest times? That when the going gets rough, we band together and find comfort in others? One of my favourite films is Silver Linings Playbook (not just because of the bipolar element). The overall message of the film, unsurprisingly, is that if you work your hardest, you have a shot at a silver lining.