I recalled this road accident. What if I had decided not to take this night bus? what if I had stayed in Brazil a few more days instead of rushing it to Argentina? I would still be able to run marathons, I would have became an athlete, legs insured at the Lloyd’s, the Nike’s icon of the decade?
But I fell.
When you wake up all broken bones in a foreign country, not even remembering your name, surrounded by worried faces, you learn. You learn that you are terribly fragile, that you can break in seconds. You learn to trust people you never met before. You learn to believe in yourself and discover that you are stronger than you thought. You learn to be patient and team with your body. You learn to become thankful. You learn that it is true, “all you need is love. Love is all you need”.
Will I revisit history? not sure. This long journey made me discover my family. The patience of my mother, her stamina and her unconditional faith in my recovery. My little brother was still a kid, but he was there nonetheless, in his own ways, with his drawings and his cookies. I learnt to radically cut my crap and always chose only what really matters to Me. I’ll never be an athlete and I couldn’t care less. I hate competition anyway and I love too many things to stay focus too long on a single one 😉