Instantly i was flooded with emotion, which is odd. Im not an emotional person at all, in those 6 surgeries I never once shed a tear. But now i smiled as my eyes watered up. I just bowed my head, i thanked God for all he had done for me, for seeing me through it all, for giving me the strength to make that shot, for making that doe for me to take, for giving me friends like i have on here, for loving me, for saving my soul.
After that those intense moments, i just sat back and reflected. I thought back on all the stuff i went through, I remembered watching my Mom cry as the doctor told me i was going to need another surgery, i remeber the fear as he, told me that this could kill me. I remembered the worry and depression i pushed back as i wrapped layer after layer of sinew on those fletchings, i remembered practicing hour after hour just hoping for what had just happened.
Silly as it may seem those arrows, are a big part of that recovery, and in that moment, nothing was more obvious.