“This past Saturday signified the 18th anniversary of the pivotal moment when my life forever changed,” writes Post blogger Amanda Boxtel. “Eighteen years ago a freak somersault on Snowmass Ski Area shattered four vertebra splintering bone fragments into my spinal cord and robbing me of the use of my legs. It is almost as if eighteen years ago I took my last breath in one realm as I transitioned into a different body—an ethereal body intertwined with my physical self. My angels looked over me as I settled into a form that felt still, incomplete, imprisoned, and half of the woman that I used to be. Yet as I lay immobile in starched white hospital linens, and while my heart grieved for the loss of my legs, my spirit somehow rose to the occasion, determined to be undefeated and to soar in the imaginings of my mind.”