I’m not looking back, or down, because it would be pointless to. I was hit by the minivan, whining about it won’t change it, and I need to work with what I’ve got. I could go on for what I’ve lost, but what I’ve gained is a whole lot better. Sure, I lost the job that was ultra-cool, but I was but a number, with tens of thousand others. With the injury, I’ve initiated an awareness walk, it’s making a difference, the world notices me, and I’m not a number. This past weekend 164 people came to the park to take a walk with me, they learned about brain injuries, and over $12,000 was raised. Yes, I’m not working in that too-cool job anymore, but now I matter, and am making a difference.