Some call it rags to riches. Shawn Yecina says that’s not exactly it. It’s more about struggle, faith and to never, ever give up.
“I think that’s what people do, they go through life and think this is too much, I can’t handle it, it’s impossible,” says Shawn. “But it’s not. It’s not if you never stop trying. Anything is possible as long as you never stop trying.”
Shawn is a Division Sales Leader for USHEALTH Advisors, and he has been here nearly a decade now, from the beginning. Shawn was there during the infancy of this organization, when all you had was belief, faith and the inner strength to muster the will to keep going. Those are the times when you literally have to see it in your mind, before you can hold it in your hands.
“I remember opening up the office in Chicago,” Shawn says. “All I had was an office chair and the paint bucket they had used to paint the office before we moved in. I put my laptop on top of the bucket and started working. It was a leap of faith and you had to have the tenacity to stick with it.”
Flash forward to today, with a thriving, growing division, as part the soon-to-be billion dollar enterprise which is USHEALTH Advisors. Hard work pays dividends. The will to never stop trying is the definition of success. Shawn recently moved his wife Agnes and daughter Angelina, from their small townhouse to a beautiful 35-hundred square foot home. The family is doing well. They are celebrating the fruits of their labor. But the struggle to get here has been very real.
Yet as tough as its been – Shawn knows it’s a gift – because for him, life nearly ceased to exist.
It was the day after the family reunion. Shawn, who was 26 at the time, decided to take a ride on his recently modified 4-wheeler ATV and check out some of his old stomping grounds. He was riding without his helmet. He had left it behind at his aunt’s house because it was too wet to use after being hosed down following his recent run-in with some thick, waist-deep mud. Who needed the helmet anyway? The ride back home, under the slowly darkening, late-afternoon sky was mostly a straight, flat terrain. So Shawn gunned it, the 4-wheeler could reach nearly 80-mph on a flat straightaway, and Shawn was flying, until he hit the ditch. The ditch dug there strategically to stop people from doing exactly what Shawn was doing, riding his ATV up-and-down the landscape.
“Once I hit the ditch I don’t remember anything else,” says Shawn. “Luckily someone found me there. If I had laid there another half-hour the doctors said I would have bled out. Instead, Shawn lapsed into a coma.
His next memory was 2-1/2 months later.
“When you wake up from a coma, you can’t really hear anyone. Someone tells you to talk to them, hold their hand. I couldn’t really feel it though. I had a fractured skull, ankle and broken chest. I had a piece of paper there and tried to write what I wanted to say to my mom and my aunt. It was horrible. I was 5’9” and weighed 125 pounds. I’ll never forget the physical therapist coming into my room and saying, ‘we are going to get you down to the gym and teach you to walk again.’ I said, ‘come on, I know how to walk.’ “The therapist takes me down to the gym and tells me to lean forward, grab the arms of my wheelchair and stand up. I got four inches off the chair and then sat back down. It was then I realized this was going to be a hard fight.”