How a fall transformed my life and reconnected me with what matters most

For years I lived convinced that my value lay in what I produced. I never imagined I would stop working. But one day, an unexpected fall stopped me in my tracks... and opened my eyes to a perfect plan I hadn't seen coming.

A life of racing, achievements, and speed

Thirteen years ago, I worked in sales at a hotel in the city, a career I loved deeply. I had dedicated more than 25 years to that field, surrounded by opportunities, dynamic environments, and interesting people from all over the world. I traveled, learned, and felt fulfilled. I always said, "I'll work until my body gives out."

And I meant it. I loved my job. No two days were ever the same.

A fall… that lifted me up

Everything changed during a sales course in one of the hotel's meeting rooms. I slipped on a drop of water and fell on my bottom. The impact was sharp, in slow motion… but strong enough to fracture my tailbone in two places. The pain was so intense that I saw black for a few seconds.

I couldn't move. I was bedridden for a month and unable to work for three months. I couldn't drive, go down stairs, or even wear shoes. And without knowing it, that day marked the beginning of a transformation in my life.

When I thought I did everything

Until then, I felt that everything we had was thanks to me and my effort. I kept repeating something like, "I can do all things through me, for I am strengthened." But at the same time, I knew I was neglecting something essential: my children's education, the care of my home, and the connection with my husband.

I kept telling myself I couldn't stop, that if I did we wouldn't make ends meet. But God, who always sees beyond, stopped me. Literally. And that's when His work in me began.

Starting over... from home

We started going to church. My husband and I attended support groups. I didn't really want to at first, I admit… but it was a great blessing. I stayed home and began learning how to be a homemaker.

It wasn't easy. I cried for almost a year. I felt alone, trapped, without the rhythm I knew. But it was also the time when, along with a long period of physical therapy, I began to get to know myself, to heal, to reconnect with what I loved most: my family.

I discovered the beauty of being a mom, of being a wife, of being the radar and the pillar I was always meant to be.

Thirteen years later

Today, looking back on everything that has happened, I can only feel pride and gratitude. It was a tough process, yes. There was frustration, there was fear. But there was also growth, transformation, and a lot of faith.

I have a strong, God-centered marriage. Two adult children who are building their own paths. And one certainty: money was important, but never as important as my presence in their lives, especially during their childhood and adolescence.

 Trust the process

Perhaps you're experiencing your own downfall today. Perhaps everything seems like a tragedy. But have faith. In time, everything will make sense.
Don't give up. God has a perfect plan.

One of my favorite slogans is:
“As long as there is life… giving up is not an option.”

We are resilient.
We are capable of almost anything.
And yes: around the corner from fear... there is a blessing.

By:

Rita Ambrosy

ambrosyrita@gmail.com