I have a unique story to tell. It’s a story of pain, disappointment, hard work, perseverance, grace, love, hope, and most importantly answered prayers. You see I was a born with a stroke. For those of you who don’t know, a stroke is a when a part of your brain doesn’t get enough oxygen, and effectively brain cells die. These brain cells can have significant effects depending on the portion of the brain this stoke effects. My stroke affected the right sided of my body. For me, I had very limited use of my right arm, right hand, right leg and right foot. This was first recognized by one of my physicians while I was learning to walk. At that point, most physicians felt I would never be able to run, ride a bike or swim. Competitive sports were definitely out of the question. It was at then that I set out on a lifelong journey of hard work and physical therapy to minimize the damage of this very limiting disability!
When you’re young you really don’t feel different, even though you are. As I got a bit older, I noticed the strange posture of my hand, and my limp. I did everything I could to hide, but for those with an astute eye, it was noticeable. This continued to bother me, although I didn’t show it, I just tried to hide it. As I continued to grow older, I fell in love with all sports. Especially football and basketball. I’ll never know if this love of sports was a blessing or a curse, but I do know that it provided me the motivation to work, and the canvas for God to show “His Love” through my life. I also didn’t fully appreciate at the time, but an army of family and friends began to pray for “my miracle” as soon as the diagnosis was made. I can see now that the power of their prayers, worked to “push” me along even when I felt like stopping.
The last 17 years have been filled with hard work, and a lot of disappointment. I’ve watched as others around me have easily performed athletic skills that took me much longer. My freshman year of high school I had my first seizure on a basketball game trip. I was diagnosed with epilepsy due to my stroke and I had to adjust to new medications, looking for triggers, sleeping more scheduled, driving restriction (luckily, I have some great friends that drove me), injuries to my face from falling due to a seizure, anxiety of not wanting to have a seizure at school.
Back to answered prayers. My dream was to play high school basketball and football, and I have. I’ve been blessed to play both sports for Falcon High. You see in many ways my story of answered prayer is unique, but the reality my story is everyone’s story. You all must look deep enough to see how He has answered your prayers, and you’ll see life’s miracle!
My next goal is to be able to go to college and to have minimal debt at graduation. Paying it forward is something that I am truly dedicated to and have already started working on it in my extracurricular time. My life lessons are to be used to help others. From the football field to Teen Court to international mission trips, each of these experiences has taught that real success is measured by how much others are lifted up, especially those who are hurting, overlooked, or in need of a second chance.