Living Fully Again: Lessons My Recovery Taught Me

After a few months, I wanted to get more mobility, so I decided to go for more physio. I did this for a few months and went back to the gym. This helped my mobility and my mental health.

At the 2-and-a-half-month point, I also went back to quading. This is, for me, relaxation and getting back to nature. Going on the back roads and checking out old, abandoned homesteads. The wonderment of who lived there. The people that settled our country and broke the land. I guess, in a sense, getting back to my roots.

Being out there, you start to slow down. You start to think differently. You realize life isn’t just about getting through the day—it’s about living it.

As someone once said, you make deposits in your mind of the memories you make in your life, and when you get older, you pull those deposits—memories—back and cherish them.

With my family and my faith, I have been able to make this transition. It has taught me not to take anything for granted and to live life to the fullest.

This journey has taught me to start making those deposits again. Not someday—now.

What this journey has taught me is to live in the present, not in the past. Enjoy each and every moment in life as if it were your last day on earth. Live, love, and share the memories you have made with the ones you love. Let your loved ones know you love them and let them know how much they mean to you.

Because in the end, that’s what living fully again really means.

Life throws us many curve balls and many twists and turns. It’s how we navigate these that determines our path.