Thursday, March 4, 2021


I recently told my sister that those in their 80s are most likely to die of nothing more than doing something stupid.

Maybe I should stop saying that. Don't worry--my 80 something parents are fine...well as fine as 80-something people can be.

Today I was the stupid one. In what can only be defined as a moment of lapsed brain power I managed to slam my own car door into my forehead. In the aftermath, I was left with blood running down my face and a confused feeling of something like, "what the?" I honestly don't know what happened but when I ran back into the doctor's office to ask for a band-aid I told them the glare of the sun did it. How that would happen I'm not sure but with blood all over my forehead, they didn't ask too many questions.

This evening I am left with an inch-long scar right on my forehead. No, it's not in the shape of a lightning bolt. It's just red and ugly. 

If it had a name it would be called Kharma.


  1. I think we all have our accidental moments. You've shared the moment, the moment after, and then that third moment of trying to explain something you don't yet understand...I appreciate it because I think it's a universal human experience.

  2. We all have a lot on our minds right now! It's hard to be mindful of the present moment-- like car door corners and the like when you're thinking about a million other things.

  3. I am laughing out loud right now because I can so easily imagine doing this myself.

  4. Ooof! Pretty sure we all take turns being the stupid one, Mary.

  5. Ouch! We've all been there. You'd think we'd grow ever more careful as we approach make us the least likely to die of something stupid.