The face of life - I was young, strong, full of dreams and ambitions. After years of work I finally realized my materialistic dream of owning a mansion, a Mercedes, jewelry, furs and trendy clothes. I was concentrating entirely on my career. I wanted to build more and more.I loved to see things grow around me. I mingled with all social classes from the lowest to the highest. My life was a non ending learning journey. I had become to comfortable in my life and over confident. Bang! in one second my security was shattered. I was hit from behind from a distracted driver. As time went on my strength start fading. Had to stop working unable to control my body motions. Pain set in. All my ambitions ebbed away slowly. The whole meaning of my life changed. My face marred forever by the right eye removal. I had to fight my emotions to accept my NEW self. I fought it with all my might. I adopted a large pair of glasses to cover my disfiguration. I realized my family had a very hard time accepting the NEW ME.
