Today marks a month since a motorcycle accident that could, and probably should have killed me and a month since I have been home

Today marks a month since a motorcycle accident that could, and probably should have killed me and a month since I have been home with my beautiful family.

But this is not a post about how I have had a second chance at life, been reborn or about celebrating/commiserating the event.?It’s a reminder, for me writing it & for anyone that chooses to take the time to read it.

I am positive & resilient person. These two things for me go hand in hand – but these have been tested to their limits, even for me in the past month and I know this will continue in the month to come until I am finally home.?To me resilience is the ability to bounce back from setbacks, overcome obstacles like regaining my strength and mobility. Whereas positivity is the ability to maintain an optimistic outlook, knowing that the future will be brighter than today which helps me maintain my focus on the present moment and appreciate the small steps towards healing, which makes the overall journey less daunting.

But it's not positivity or resilience that has become clear to me as the most important thing in my recovery.?For me this is gratitude.

This accident did not just happen to me. It happened to my family, friends, colleagues, healthcare professionals & the stranger who comforted me at the scene until the ambulance arrived.

To my friends, thank you for reminding why I hold you so dear.?To make me laugh, to know that if needed you would be on a plane here to support our family or to those friends closer who fed my family to give them one less thing to do that evening after visiting me in hospital.

To my colleagues, a team is not just a group of people who work together, it’s a group of people who know, care and look out for each other and you have really proven this to be the case.?I am truly thankful for this, and I can’t wait to be back supporting you all.

To the amazing healthcare professionals, who's expertise saved my life and pieced me back together and the nurses who selflessly cared for me in hospital and still do in the rehabilitation clinic. Thank you, my family and I will forever be in your debt.

To my good Samaritan, I am sorry you had to witness the crash but I will be forever grateful you were there.?You kept me calm through the pain and shock, giving me the opportunity to speak with my wife to tell her in my own voice and words what had happened and that it was going to be ok.??

And to my family, in an instant their lives changed, hopefully temporarily, but they changed from the constant of life as we knew it to the unknown.?In the days & weeks following the accident they completely and selflessly gave up everything to be by my side and step in where I could not.?Watching this and being unable to help the people I care about the most as they were exhausting themselves looking after me was humbling to say the least.?I can never express just how grateful I am to them, but I will never stop trying to show them.

And this is where I really learnt the lesson. I am grateful to my family and to everyone else who has supported me during this accident, but the accident is a moment in time that will pass.?

What I am most grateful for is the everyday, the routine, the mundane to most.?This is life at it’s very best, its most fulfilling to me.?Not the grand gestures but the small thing, the things you do with your loved ones that at the time don’t make a lasting impression but when faced with your own mortality or prolonged separation from your family you look at as the most important pieces of your day, your week, your year, your life.?Its these things you will miss the most when you are unable to be with your loved ones, even missing the petty squabbles of my kids!??

So my advice, the grass is not always greener, enjoy what you have to the fullest, live in the moment and really take notice of the wonderfully mundane everyday – these are the things that make our lives so rich.