I have chosen to write about my mother having a car accident, which had changed her life and all of those around her. Back in 2002 my mom was a nurse and a very happy and adventures person, she loves the outdoors and especially being able to travel and go anywhere she wanted to without any restrictions. But everything changed after she suffered a car accident. I can remember the day it happened like it was yesterday. On January 10, of 2003 the streets of Brighton were very snowy and the visibility for the car drivers was very bad. My mom went to work like every morning and she left the house around 8:00 a.m. and headed out. She was walking her way down Commonwealth Avenue to catch the train, the Green B Line but suddenly a car struck her from behind and sent her to the other side of the street. She was taken to the San Elizabeth's Hospital in Brighton where in a bed at the Internal Care Unit; she spend more than six months unconscious. When she finally woke up she did not recognized anybody at first that wasn't the worse part of all; the worse news were that she couldn't move her legs at all and that besides everything she had a tumor in her brain that can't be removed because of the location and if the doctors will try to operate, she wouldn't make it out the surgery alive. Time passed and finally towards the end of June of 2003 she was send home but everything changed after her return; she wasn't the same person anymore physically or mentally, her attitude completed change it was like talking to a stranger or another person. She wouldn't smile anymore or talk to others only if she needed something; but she wouldn't ask in a pleasant way. She will demand and had a way to talk to others that instead of making them feel sorry about her situation the only thing that they will feel is to stay away and don't return to see her again. When she looked at herself in a wheelchair and her hair was cut shorter because of the injuries in her head. She was sad and very angry at the same time; angry at GOD because she was still alive when she couldn't do or be the same person she just to be. Angry at the person who hit her that day because he couldn't avoid hitting her sending her to the hospital. Angry at everyone and everything around her because she said that we didn't know or understand what was happening to her. Also she regretted every single day of her life; the day that she had decided to come to the United States, that if it wasn't because of us my brothers and myself; she wouldn't be here and she would had that car accident. After she came home me and my brothers were debating how to take turns to be