Hey  y'all, here's my story!

Hey y'all, I am Kyle Christiansen, born to big Mike Christiansen and LaRee Smith Christiansen. I am a private pilot, cowboy and writer now, with the motivation taking off and with my book due to be released by Christmas. I grew up, large life large world. My first family vacation was to Seattle, Washington and Vancouver, British Columbia Canada when I was 3 years old. There were lots of time to Arkansas, to Beaver Lake and lots of trips to Branson to Table Rock all throughout my life to family functions there and reunions. My next big vacation was at age 6 to Florida. At the time I got to steer the world largest speed boat, saw a shark offshore swimming in ocean after learning to swim on that trip. Also was invited up to the front cockpit of a U.S Airways flight on the way home where I knew then I was going to become a pilot. I grew up around horses and western way of life, roped steer one at age 6, then took break before returning to team roping and rodeo, which I really wanted to do the whole time. But I returned to team roping and rodeoing, roped successfully especially years 2013-2015 and would be current if not for my accident. My accident happened at the age of 24, in the midst of team roping rodeoing successfully and building flight hours to qualify for bumping up from private pilot to commercial pilot. On September 12th, 2015; I was T-Boned, ejected and broke my back three places at T8, T10 and T 12 with an incomplete spinal tear 12. I also had a brain injury, on my frontal and temporal lobe, as well as collapsed lung, road rash, broken pelvis, ribs both sides, torn ACL, meniscus and hamstring. I went through 4 back surgeries, 1 arm surgery, 1 knee surgery, 1 ibogaine treatment. Prior to my accident some of my favorite away from home times were with the animals, team roping and also with my mom and dad. Another really enjoyable time was a Texas weekend trip when I went to Texas with a bull dogger to go show off dogging horses. My team roping a rodeo was best after college, college rodeo was a neat experience to look back and remember college rodeoing at some rodeos when I was at Kansas State University on their club/team. But my best team roping came after then, left there 2012, 2013-2015 were my best years to remember of my team roping, current would be if not for my accident. But it was neat, even though I was completely immature and not the real me and not ready to be there when I was. Those were not the proud or founding years of my life. There are certain memories, that yeah, the college rodeo experience with NIRA was cool, but not my proud times and not any times care to talk about with anyone. The team roping I did from 2013-2015 as well as my flying happens to be more my story, prior to my accident. But my story is just getting started, my accident recovery is my story and what have overcome and defeated odds on what have. I am Danish, Irish, English, Native American all of those run heavy in my family's blood, my tattoos on my right arm upper bicep map of Denmark, bottom forearm map of Ireland with clock on wrist set to time of my accident. Tattoos on my right arm, means second gift of life, second life with the country's my ancestor were from on my arm showing getting back to roots. The tattoo on my left arm, yes look scary a little dark but designed that myself years back going through a really dark and low suffering place. It is actually bright, it's a cross with skull with a spartan helmet on with sword going through helmet into skull. The quote I had put below that, was due to long ago feelings. Those were feeling overcome and left behind me. 

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Proverbs 19;9, The false witness will not go unpunished, and he who utters lies will perish.