Survivor's Hope

I am the founder of Survivor's Hope and also a Burn Survivor. In 2004, I was in an explosion accident. I had 3rd degree burns over 90% of my body. Doctors gave me 1% chance of survival. Miraculously I survived and God gave me a second chance of life. I am very grateful for that and I felt that I had to give something back to the community. I started writing a book, making a documentary film, a website, and started the Survivor's hope org. My goal is to raise public awareness for burn survivors and survivor's in general to let the world know that we are not victims but we are Survivor's.

In November of 1998, I was burned during a High School science experiment. The explosion left me with burn scars over 40% of my body, including my face. Fortunately, I was aided in my recovery by a loving family and supportive friends. With their help and my own determination, I recently received a degree in Psychology at U.S.C. I feel burn survivors are uniquely blessed with a profound understanding of humanity in a society obsessed with vanity.

I am a survivor of the World Trade Center attack of 9/11. I was on the 95th floor of Tower 2 when the first plane hit. I'm now writing a book describing my journey of healing since. My life mission is to share words of hope and awareness to those whose hearts are open to it.

In the beginning of March my ex, and the father of my two young daughters, came home with a chemical lice solution as the girls had been in contact with friends who had lice and had picked up a couple. It wasn't necessary, and as we are into organic products that are chemical free, I could hardly believe that he thought it was necessary. When he came in with it, my instincts were to tell him not to use it, but he was adamant and that we would do the natural thing after. I had to go out and left him to it. God only knows how I wish I had been firmer in my stance. About an hour later I received a phone call from him and could hear... Read more here

I was burned Dec.11, 2005, when an LPG tank exploded. Almost 70-80% TBS got burned. My medication is still on going since Dec.11, 2005 until present, which is the weekly change of dressing done at the hospital. My friends and families are my inspiration, I know God has purpose. Please help me.

Hi My name is Sara my six year old boy survived 37% third degree burn we are very touched by your story.. He would love to meet you.

I was burned, 20% , in a devastating house fire in March of 2007. I suffered burns on my entire left hand, arm and side of neck. I have made it my mission to advocate for Burn Survivors and to aid in Social Reintegration through Education. I am a firm believer that the fire changed my life -- for the better.

When I was 5 years I was involved in a house fire in which my youngest sister died in and was was severly burned over 90% of my body in efforts to save her. For those who say that beauty is only skin deep, they are right and burned skin is the most beautiful skin in the world. So for all of you who are brining sexy back one graph at a time, no worries. It's all to your benefit.

When I was only 10 years old the neighborhood bully forced me into coming into my garage, right before he told me to come inside he deliberatley told me to go get hairspray out of my house, when I arrived back with the toxic fumes. He was 13 at the time so he had all the intentions in the world. As time procedded he pushed me to the wall and light the flame on a lighter and sprayed hairspray towards it, which made a huge torch. I immediately ran out of the garage in flames gasping for air, luckily my sister was on the porch listening to the cd player, so she alarmed my older siblings and I soon fell down which smothered the fire. I was sent to the Shrniers institute in Cincinatti, Ohio and was treated there.

Sometimes there is a bit more to a burn survivor’s story than just being a burn survivor going through life, with physical and emotional scars.
At the age of 9 going through an ordeal like that, is unimaginable for most. Now 55, I grew up in Campbell River, BC. When my burn occurred, there were 3 of us at the start; one was 10 and his brother was my age 9 who decided to play down closer to a small swamp behind my friend’s house. My friend had gotten a quart jar of gasoline from his Dad’s basement, which was about 3/4 full. Finding some sticks we used them as spears, by dipping them in the gas trying to light old stumps on fire. When the flame on the end of the spear went out we would dip them in the gas and light them up again. Read more here