What are the chances?
In the past 50 years, I’ve managed to survive growing up with 5 younger brothers, no seatbelts until my twenties, childbirth (twice), a child falling out a window (thank you, Tim) and two teenagers learning to drive. I didn’t break my neck skiing without a helmet (on the bunny slope, granted), riding a bike without same, or even walking without same (I fall down A LOT). I’ve been known to drink too much alcohol, or too little water.
It’s not all luck ~ I’ve avoided standing on the tops of ladders, standing under trees during lightening storms, using the hairdryer while taking a bath, or being towed by a car while riding on a sled, skateboard or rollerblades. I don’t swim in rivers, BASE jump, or street race my Honda.
So here I am. Fifty. It’s still a surprise.