11 years ago today, a week after Lindsey and I graduated, we were car shopping. We crossed the street, as pedestrians, in a cross-walk, and were hit by a truck. At the speed we were it at, only 10% live.
It took a long hard year of physical therapy and surgery not to mention some pretty horrific memories of that day, but we are amazingly thankful to be alive and thriving.
Tip - don't get in a really bad accident on Memorial Day Weekend, you'll end up in the hall like we did.