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Miranda Ehrich

"For what it's worth: It's never too late to be whoever you want to be.

I hope you live a life you're proud of, and if you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start over."

-F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Don’t forget to take care of yourself. 💕

Don’t forget to take care of yourself. 💕

I did an exercise with my therapist where she aske

I did an exercise with my therapist where she asked me to close my eyes and imagine where I see myself when I am happy, imagining who that woman is, what she did with her life, what gave her peace. She didn’t ask who did I want to be like, but where I want myself to be someday. And I saw HER clear as day. This woman who when I thought of, made me smile. My therapist went on to ask, “Now that you see her, how do you build her? How do you make her your reality?” I had a brainstorming session of all the things I could be doing and I started with the easiest one: drink a full glass of water before your morning coffee. And since then have been slowly adding things in.

When I look back at the list of building HER, it can be overwhelming. All the things I want to implement in my life, all the new routines, healthier habits- it’s a lot. But I start with one thing and once it’s apart of my routine without even thinking about it, I move on to the next thing.

I’ve been quieter lately because I’ve honestly been struggling more. My depression has peaked, my exhaustion is the worst it has ever been, my motivation is next to nothing when I get off of work. My arm has been useless since August which impacts my workout routine, impacting my mental health. I have been fighting SO much with insurance companies and billing departments about my never ending medical bills. The list goes on and on.

But I remind myself, I want to build HER. My future me is who motivates me to keep pushing. She is my inspiration. She is who I want to be. I am proud of my progress and how far I’ve come and I am incredibly mindful to honor that, but where I’m at is not sustainable. I’m appreciating the journey and learning a lot along the way, but I look forward to evolving into her someday. 💕

A piece of me died November 13, 2021. Some part of

A piece of me died November 13, 2021. Some part of me never made it to the hospital and endured all the resuscitative measures it took to save my life. I feel it everyday, I don’t feel the same. Maybe it was the brain injury, maybe it was the trauma itself, maybe it was something I’m not even seeing right now. Living in survival mode for so long is exhausting. Your body is in a constant state of overdrive and it sometimes feels like it will never end.

This current chapter of my healing process has been the hardest. The physical healing from trauma is the easy part, it’s the mental healing that is the toughest. I am having to figure out what makes me happy again because life looks completely different now. Some things that have brought me joy in the past are indifferent to me now.

I promised myself at the beginning of this year that I would do the hard/painful healing. I would be mindful as much as I can to honor myself and listen to what my body is trying to teach me. I would go from surviving to thriving. Just as I look back at this time last year and I am so proud of the girl that was so resilient and pushed herself to walk again, I hope I can look back at this time next year and say the same thing.

Yesterday I made it through my 7th surgery since my accident and I am hoping I can finally say it will be my last. It took much longer anticipated and they ended up taking a little over 2 inches of bad bone from my arm, replaced it with a bone graft from my pelvis and put in a plate and screws again (it was a wonderful 6 months without metal in my arm 🤪). Arm pain is manageable but I am in a lot of pain in my pelvis. Post op day 1 is always the worst so hoping I wake up tomorrow feeling a little better.

I am glad to finally be done with this and I am trying to manifest good things for the rest of the year. As always thanks for all the love and support. 💕

I’m proud of this girl right here. Proud that sh

I’m proud of this girl right here. Proud that she can spend hours crying, then get up and do what she needs to do. Proud that even on the days she is in unbearable pain, she still does a workout. Proud that she defied all odds and is still defying them. Proud of her for always staying true to herself. I’m just so proud of how far she’s come.

I hope one day soon I can share a little bit more of the recent weeks, but for now I am just grateful to be where I am. The good moments make the hard days easier to manage and process. Don’t forget to show yourself some love on your bad days ❤️

To the hardest year of my life: You taught me mo

To the hardest year of my life:

You taught me more about myself and life in a year than most people will learn in an entire lifetime. I had to rebuild myself from nothing. Learning how to walk again, coming back from a traumatic brain injury, learning how to cope with PTSD, dealing with the hardships of being out of a job for a year, the list goes on and on.

But I did it. I survived the worst year of my life. I will never be grateful for getting hit by a car but I am grateful for the lessons that have been learned and for the growth that has come from it. I am a stronger, more resilient force and everyday I continue to heal.

Most of this past year has been pain, depression, anxiety and more pain. But I look back at my camera roll and I see so many smiles, laughter, and amazing moments with amazing people. The people that have supported me this past year are the reason I am still here. Through my darkest moments I had difficultly finding my reason to hold on, but because of my support system and the love I received I held on.

I made new friends, continued to grow current friendships, saw great EDM shows, went to festivals, spent so much time with family, visited friends across the country, went to multiple weddings, spent time in nature, and witnessed my second nephew be born.

This year was hard and painful, but this year also gave me so so much. This year gave me a reason to live. This year showed me I am worthy of love, happiness and success.

2023 watch out, I’m coming for you. 💕

Job secured ✔️ Apartment picked ✔️ In a sh

Job secured ✔️ Apartment picked ✔️ In a short 3 weeks I’ll be back living in Orlando full time again. Bring on the adventures 💕

This year was the first Thanksgiving I had experie

This year was the first Thanksgiving I had experienced with my family in over 5 years. Between work, having COVID, and being in the hospital, I haven’t been able to sit down at a table with a full plate with family, so this year was very special for me. Also special because I am still here to experience it.

As a new beginning is coming, a tremendous amount of reflection has been happening about what this past year has looked like for me. As many know when I was discharged from the hospital, I had to go live with my sister and her family as I needed a full time caregiver. I couldn’t be left alone at the house because I needed help doing everything. She had to change my bandages, help me go to the bathroom, empty my commode, help transfer me, and had to remind me everyday to do my exercises. All while running a business, raising a toddler and being pregnant. She’s basically super woman.

She didn’t leave my side in the hospital, advocated for me when she felt I wasn’t getting the best care, and somehow kept it together in front of me when I didn’t recognize her when I woke up.

Everyone knows my sister is my best friend and that she’s my person. We aren’t the mushy lovey type, we get through life with coffee, wine, sarcasm and dark humor. We have always had this unspoken respect, love and compassion for one another that we don’t need to verbalize and we both know we would take a bullet for each other.

She hasn’t gotten enough recognition for what she has done for me this past year and there will never be anything I can do to repay her. I absolutely would not have survived this past year without her support. Being close to my nephews, being able to be there for Lincoln’s birth and watch him grow up has been one of the greatest things this past year. Happiness has been hard to find at times but those 2 nuggets can always put a smile on my face.

Anyways this is an Andrea appreciation post and I hope everyone has an Andrea in their life for when you hit rock bottom. 💕

One year ago as of yesterday, I was leaving EDC an

One year ago as of yesterday, I was leaving EDC and my life changed forever. I woke up a week later in the hospital being told by a person I thought was a complete stranger, that I was crossing the street when a car going close to 50mph hit me. It took me a minute to register but the person telling me this was my sister. Over the next couple of days, I slowly started grasping the severity of my injuries and as they slowly decreased my fentanyl and morphine, the more my mind cleared up and the reality of my situation set in. Along with an unimaginable amount of pain.

After 6 surgeries, breaking nearly 20 bones and being in a wheelchair for 4 months, I came back to EDC again this year. My PTSD is still there, my pain is still there but I am also still here. I survived death. I beat all odds and I am walking, talking and alive. I danced, I laughed, I cried and I celebrated that the worst year of my life is now behind me.

For my other trauma survivors: hold tight, healing is not linear. You’ll have good days, okay days and terrible days. Sometimes those terrible days last for what seems like forever but the more you continue to fight for yourself, for your life, the more the okay days are more often than the terrible days. And before you know it the okay days start becoming the good days. This is your sign to prioritize your healing and create the life you want.

Thank you to everyone who has supported and loved me this past year. I know I wasn’t always the best to be around, but I could not have gotten through this alone. I can’t wait to see what this next year brings me. 💕

We work on the glutes so we can have charcutes. 😋

Convinced my life is always a Taylor Swift song.

Convinced my life is always a Taylor Swift song.

I have spent so so much time picking up the broken pieces from this past year and a new chapter is finally beginning. 💕

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