What was supposed to be a day filled with fun and joy turned into a tragic incident for the grad-student at The University of Georgia, Aimee Copeland.
That day in 2012, she and her friends decided to go on a trip to a small lake, where they could zipline over the water. This sounded like a great idea which they all loved the moment they heard it.
Unfortunately, when it was Aimee’s turn to have some fun, the the cable snapped and she fell down a cliff. Sadly, she lost her leg that day.
Aimee was rushed to the hospital, and once there doctors had more horrific news. Aimme contracted a very serious flesh-eating bacteria which infected her wound. It was a matter of hours if she would survive or live.
The bacteria she had is known as Aeromonas hydrophila. This bacteria easily leads to a life-threatening condition known as necrotizing fasciitis, commonly referred to as a flesh-eating disease.
It required 11 surgeries for her life to be saved, but she lost both her hands and legs which needed to be amputated.
However, as brave as she has been, this young woman didn’t let the tragedy stay on her way of living her life to the best of her abilities.
Four years after the incident, Aimee shared a photo of herself at the beach, wearing a bikini and putting a huge smile on her face.
Many found inspiration in the photo and it was soon shared on the social media thousands of times with many saying that Aimee is a true inspiration.
She’s proud of herself and of everything she managed to overcome, and what’s most, she’s proud of her body and the way she looks after the ordeal she had gone through.
“It has taken me a long time to become comfortable with and accept my new body. We are ALL made with imperfections and there is so much beauty in our flaws. The scars and skin grafting build character! It’s not about what you have — what you do with what you have is what really counts,” she wrote in the caption.
Today, Aimee is an advocate for amputee and disability rights, and she continues to inspire others through her public speaking engagements and social media posts. What’s most, she’s pursuing a PhD in psychology at the University of West Georgia.
She is the perfect example that nothing can take our dreams away, not even a tragedy like the one she suffered.
If you want to learn more about this gorgeous young lady check out the video below.
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I begged my husband repeatedly not to use my credit card without first talking to me, but he disregarded me and did as he pleased. Apparently, I had to give him a hard lesson the last time he disobeyed me!
Patrick and I have experienced many obstacles in the six years since we decided to go through life together, but nothing quite like the credit card drama. Since I’m a software engineer and can support our family, Patrick is able to fully appreciate his position as a stay-at-home father to our energetic kids.
Even though this arrangement was satisfying, it unexpectedly put stress on our relationship, especially in relation to money.
Our confidence had started to be undermined by my husband’s unpleasant habit of carelessly using my credit card for both big and minor transactions. In addition to lavishing himself with ostentatious purchases, Patrick also treated his pals like he was spending his own hard-earned cash!
There were times when, upon returning home with a newly acquired item, I pictured my husband as those video rappers, flinging cash around to the joy and excitement of the onlookers!
I realize it’s unrealistic, but at times I thought that’s exactly what he was doing.
The unapproved purchase of an ostentatious gaming chair was the last straw! My resolve was sparked by my husband’s casual response when I confronted him.
I did indeed take your card. With a dismissive shrug, he had responded, “What, you wanted ME to ask?”
To be honest, I was a little offended by his disdainful attitude because I had previously talked to him about my credit card boundaries.
Driven by a combination of frustration and a need to impart a lasting knowledge, I devised a scheme that revolved around his favorite gaming evenings. When I recommended that we host the next one, you could feel the excitement in his voice. He smiled at the news, not understanding my plan, and remarked the following regarding the concept and his new purchase:
“This is going to be amazing, baby! When they see the arrangement, they will go crazy!”
I told him to settle in and I would take care of everything as I had suggested having a game night at our house. I requested him to get food platters, drinks, and snacks for the evening.
I set up the gaming area in the interim, but I purposefully used an old, somewhat uncomfortable chair at the gaming station rather than the new one. In the garage, I also concealed the new chair.
The way things were set up, Patrick was forced to return home with the majority of his gaming buddies. As the evening went on, more and more enthusiastic gamers poured into our living room, and my husband’s joy at getting to show off his new gaming chair was obvious.
The time my husband had been waiting for finally arrived when all of his pals had shown up and settled in.
Please get ready, gentlemen. As he led the group toward the gaming station, he declared, “You’re about to witness the throne of the gods.”
Everyone was confused as soon as they entered my husband’s game room, their excited anticipation melting into confused quiet when they saw the worn-out chair that was waiting for them.
“What the…?” When Patrick turned to face me, his voice broke and his visage showed pure perplexity.
“SURPRISE!” I laughed so hard I could not restrain myself. “We’re kicking it old school tonight!”
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Boisterous laughing burst from Patrick’s pals, who were unable to contain their happiness. A friend of his laughed and said, “That’s one impressive gaming throne, Pat!”
“That elegant chair, huh? I gave it back. Extra money was required to purchase these stunning shoes. You wanted ME to ask, what? My statements reflected his past apathy, only magnified for his audience.
Patrick realized the lesson at hand as his discomfort from the constant teasing increased. We were left alone with the evening’s burden hanging between us as the laughter subsided and our visitors left.
With a tone that was tempered by humility, Patrick shattered the quiet. “I… I did not notice it in your light. “I apologize,” he said, his apology dangling vulnerably in midair.
His remorse opened the door to a candid discussion, the first of many steps toward repairing our relationship. Pat, it’s all about respect. “In everything, we’re partners,” I kindly reminded him.
My spouse never used my credit card without first asking me after that day.
Unexpectedly, months after the event with the gaming chair, Patrick showed me his computer and a project that signaled the beginning of his creative comeback. His passion and effort resulted in a computer game that will undoubtedly impact our family’s future.
“This is for us, folks. For our family,” he said, his voice full of newly discovered meaning. I gave him a gentle kiss and hug after noticing that he had dedicated all of his free time to helping his family. My pride was overflowing as my man had made amends!
Although it started off as a source of amusement and criticism, the gaming chair incident actually served as a catalyst for our relationship’s development. It served as a reminder that the foundation of our common life is communication and empathy.
What about Patrick’s match? It’s evidence of his dedication, a ray of hope for the future we share, and a brand-new journey we take on hand in hand.
Even if the tale above had a wonderful conclusion, here’s another one with a similar theme with a credit card issue:
Jack is so busy with his work that he hardly gets time to relax, much less spend time with his two teenage daughters, Hope and Chloe. His days were a haze of appointments and due dates, and he delegated the parenting to his second wife, Jenna, and the girls’ stepmother.
He offered Jenna a credit card as compensation for his absence, thinking that shopping sprees would make up for the gap his work schedule caused. At twelve, Chloe, the younger, appeared to be doing well, flaunting her new outfits and technology every other day.
However, 14-year-old Hope appeared distant, her hands devoid of the shopping bags her sister proudly displayed. Jack saw it, but he was unable to persuade Hope to talk about it. Then, he got a shocking email one day at work: a 37-minute audio clip that Hope had recorded during a recent shopping excursion.
His heart sank at what he heard. Though the child insisted on getting a bag, Jenna refused, saying they didn’t have the money. As things got worse, Jenna lost it and told Hope to seek her biological father for the bag—a nasty remark that made Jack feel extremely hurt.
When Jack confronted his wife, she attempted to downplay it, saying that Jack had misinterpreted what she had said. He didn’t buy it, though. He loved both of his daughters equally and did not think that Jenna’s harsh remarks or favoritism was appropriate.
He decisively cancelled her credit card, which led to a heated dispute. There was an awkward hush in the home when Jenna stormed off to stay with her sister. As word of the tale spread online, Jack began to question whether he had been too severe.
Though the family was still broken, Jenna stayed in constant contact with Chloe at this time. Jack’s sister-in-law criticized him for being overly strict, but he didn’t back down because he thought he was doing the right thing by standing up for his daughter’s equal treatment rights.
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