I remember the day well. One minute, I was washing the dishes after a normal day—my morning coffee, work, and an evening spent having dinner in the garden. The next, I woke up on the kitchen floor, unable to move my legs. It wasn’t just a fall; it was the beginning of a journey I could never have imagined.
The diagnosis that followed was devastating: a chondrosarcoma. A rare cancer that had been silently attacking my spinal cord without me knowing. Incurable. The conversations that came next only deepened the weight of my reality—paralysis from the chest down. I would never walk again.
In those early moments, I strangely accepted what I had been told. Maybe it was shock, maybe it was survival instinct. But as the news settled, the questions started flooding in. How would I live without the freedom I once took for granted? How would I navigate life in a wheelchair? And the hardest question of all—how could I face the reality that my life would now be shorter than I had ever planned?
Yet, in losing control over my own body, I found something I never thought I had: belief.
Paralysis didn’t mean the end. It meant the beginning of a different kind of life. The wheelchair, which I once saw as a symbol of loss, became something else entirely. It was no longer about what I couldn’t do, but about how I chose to live with what remained.
I’ve learned that life isn’t just about what happens to us—it’s about how we respond. In my book, I share not only my medical journey but also the emotional and mental battles I’ve faced along the way. It’s a story of sadness, yes, but also of strength, adaptation, and the pursuit of a meaningful life in the face of unimaginable challenges.
My hope is that through these words, others facing adversity—whether from illness, disability, or the fear of an unknown future—can find some comfort, some strength, and maybe even some hope.
Life is unpredictable. It can tear us down, but it also holds the potential to rebuild, even from what feels like the most broken pieces.
This may not be the best-written story. My thoughts may not always be perfectly organized. But it is real. It is raw. And most importantly, it is mine..
Believe 