On May 27，1995，our life was suddenly changed.It happened a few minutes past three，when my husband，Chris，fell from his horse as it jumped over a fence.Chris was paralyzed (瘫痪) from the chest down， {1} to breathe normally.As he was thrown from his horse，we entered into a life of disability with lots of unexpected challenges.We went from the haves to the have-nots.Or so we thought. Yet what we discovered later were all the gifts that came out of sharing difficulties.We came to learn that something {2}could happen in a disaster.All over the world people cared for Chris so much that letters and postcards poured in every day.By the end of the third week in a medical center in Virginia，about 35，000 pieces of {3}had been received and sorted.As {4}，we opened letter after letter.They gave us comfort and became a source of strength for us.We use them to encourage ourselves.I would go to the pile of letters marked with funny if we need a laugh，or to the disabled box to find advice from people in wheelchairs or even in bed living happily and {5}.These letters，we realized，had to be shared.And so here we offer one of them to you.