Yesterday a year ago, Carson and I ventured off to the coast for a shoot. Only to be cut off by me falling, dislocating my knee, and tearing my tendons. Carson was the angel who drove my car to the hospital while I rode in the ambulance, and waited the entire 7 hour hospital stay out with me, as well as drove me home when I was throwing up from how many pain killers I had been given. Only to end up in the emergency room a few days later because the possibility of an artery rupture. Wow, thinking back this entire event changed my life drastically. Physical therapy, more doctors appointments than I can count, and way too many knee braces. I'm so beyond grateful to be able to walk and run again, it's something I'll never take for granted again!