Archive for February, 2013

My brother is getting married on March 30th and I am his best man. As his best man and brother I would like to organize him the best possible wedding there is, so I did some research and found some great artist who could perform during the wedding party as a surprise act for the newly wed couple and guests alike. One after another I was talking with them over the telephone to learn more about their act and how much they would cost and so on.

Just a couple of weeks ago, three days before my return to the US, I happened to talk to one of the artists on my cell for the first time – I will  not go into too much detail about these artist today as my brother might read this entry before his wedding and then it wouldn't be a surprise anymore. It was 5:30 p.m. and I was on my way to the gym. It was completely dark already and cold of course, as it was January and the roads were covered with snow as it had snowed just a couple of days prior.

As I know the way to the gym by heart, I was fully engaged in my conversation with the artist on the other end, and did not pay too much attention to what was going on around me. I was walking along a construction site where I saw a construction worker handling a "Long Fence" some 20 feet away from me. Since there were no signs telling me that I wasn't allowed to walk on the side of the road that I was walking on, I continued walking.

The second I continued with my walk I regretted my decision doing so. The construction worker lost control over the fence he was handling and it slipped out of his hand and the whole thing come down on me from above hitting me with its full weight on my right shoulder, knee and head. My iPhone flew several feet across the pavement, while my connection was still on, and I hit the ground with the fence burying me under it.

For a while I was groggy and didn't quite know what had happened. While the construction worker pulled the fence off of me, I gradually realized where I was and what had happened. I shook my head and pushed myself up again and staggered to my phone. I picked it up and heard the guy on the other end saying "hello" over and over again. I told him I had to get back to him as I was involved in an accident and  hung up.

Parts of my body were aching and my clothes were completely destroyed. Standing there in the cold, dark wintry evening in Vienna, I tried to recall the previous couple of minutes, which might have also been the last couple of minutes, of my life and realized that indeed life can be over without any forewarning or sign. One small freak accident is sufficient to bring an end to ones life. End of story and goodbye.

This incident, as painful and annoying as it was, was in effect a gift as it made me appreciate my life and health. That night I gave thanks to all the people I had in my life, the things I had accomplished and asked to be given enough time to achieve all the things I still would want to achieve.

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