Accidents

 
I am exceptionally accident prone, and I always have been. I have many memories of my little accidents. Let's take a walk down memory lane:

I'm so excited that it's my birthday. I can't help but run through the kitchen where I slip and knock my ear on the oven. This puts a little damper on my party. My theme song was always "It's my party and I'll cry if I want to."

I'm in ninth grade, and I volunteer to run to the new gym from the old gym where basketball practice is being held. I really just want to see how fast I can get back. Before I know it I have fallen over nothing and gashed my knee and hand open. I guess I shouldn't have been running like the wind after all. I just hope nobody was looking out the window and saw me!

I'm chatting with a new found friend as a Freshman in college. I guess I'm not paying attention when that first brick step suddenly appears in the stairwell. Down I tumble doing a complete flip with backpack and all! Two days later I'm walking across campus and a young man says, "hey, you're that girl that fell!"

Yes, I am the girl that fell. I am still the girl that fell and falls! I have taken numerous tumbles in my life, and I'm sure I will continue to do so. I don't think I put much thought into this small aspect of my life. That is until I met my husband. When we first met I couldn’t help but notice his subtle head shakes when I would fall down the stairs, scratch my arm on a chair, and drop things out of my bag while walking on the beach.

I must say that he doesn't just shake his head at me anymore. My husband is quite vocal when it comes to my accidents. I have gotten all sorts of comments ranging from "don't run on the stairs" to "I really don't think you should walk while carrying babies." It really angers him when I hurt myself with my little accidents.

This brings me to my latest story. I came home from work and got to work on dinner. I prepared a nice little pasta dinner and sat down with my dear husband to eat. A few minutes into the meal I feel a sudden burst of cold on my legs, and I hear Aarão start to grumble at me. What he hadn't realized is that he had actually knocked his cold tea in my lap. He stopped himself from complaining, because he realized he was the one that spilled the tea. It's interesting when the table turns.

Hopefully I showed my dearest how to react when accidents occur. I've become so used to these little life mishaps that I don't give much of a reaction. I mean come on; I'm sitting here as I type with a huge bruise on my leg from hitting the corner of a table not once but twice in a matter of five minutes. I have learned to put things in perspective. Little accidents really don’t require huge reactions.

Putting little accidents in perspective isn’t all of the story. I’m working on perspective in all parts of my life. With the start of school right around the corner, it is important to keep this in focus. Life is full of little accidents, mishaps, and annoyances. If we all learned to react less and put things in perspective, we would all be much happier and much more relaxed. So, here is to falling, getting up, and laughing about!