So I’ve realized of late that I’m not very good at social media. It’s not that I don’t have things to say; it’s more that I worry that anyone else will find them of interest.
But the story I’ve linked to above is more that worth sharing. I first heard it on NPR. I was on my way back from dropping off our car pool when the story was broadcast, and my 13-year-old son and I sat in our driveway for 10 minutes in the cold, just to hear it through to the end.
Martin Pistorious was born a healthy child in South Africa, but when he was 12 years old–so close in age to my own son–he suffered a debilitating illness that robbed him of speech and then ultimately, all movement and any semblance of brain activity. For 10 years, there was only the shell of his body remaining after his mind had left it.
Except it hadn’t. Two years into his paralysis, his mind woke back up, with no way to express itself, no way to escape from the prison of his body. Can you imagine?
What happens next is nothing short of miraculous, a triumph of the human spirit over the limitations of the body.
I hope find it as inspiring as I have…