So, turns out this is the second start of the same post... The first of which I started like a week ago... I'm really great about remembering to post. NOT! Anyway, I thought I'd post about how we got here, where we live today, in the White Mountains area of Arizona. On January 20, 2015 I was involved in an accident. It could have been way worse than it was, but I saw it coming. I realized the lady behind me wasn't going to be able to slow down enough to stop at the red light. So I started to move from her path. I didn't make it. I was rear-ended and sent spinning across the street, hitting my head, most likely on the steering wheel (I'm still not sure, after all these years but that makes the most sense). Once the car stopped spinning, the rear tire of the car was on the sidewalk and there was blood coming from my face. I wrongly assumed it was my nose that was bleeding but every time I took my hand away from my nose, there wasn't any blood....b...