So many new experiences this year I’d have been just fine without having.

Some people say you’re never given more than you can handle- I say that a steaming pile of horse…stuff.

I see people given stuff they can’t handle every day, things they should never have to handle.

Sometimes they do, sometimes they can’t.

I’m not sure when it became popular to say this.

I’m even less sure when I started to say it to myself.

I do know that once again, I got lucky in my bad luck.

So incredibly lucky.

Sure, I can boast of the dubious honor of saying I was hit by a truck and ‘you should see the other guy’, but that’s likely only funny in my head.

Also, I now really understand how much Hollywood has overestimated the ease a character would have walking away from this.

I came nowhere close to breaking the windshield, and my left butt cheek is double the size of the right, not to mention the three different levels of bruises on my ankle, shin, and knees.

Apparently I may have also blocked/punched/lifted the truck, as there is a bruise on my arm I can’t remember and my wrist is swollen.

At least I can say I got a work out in?

The strange thoughts in my head were tempered by the sheer relief of watching my children have fun today.

Sure, they were up with nightmares last night, and we had to rent a stroller for the little guy, but seeing him limp off and on rides, having fun despite it all made everything else fade into the background.

Today, finding such blessing in the bad luck was life’s lesson, and I’m ever so glad we’re all able to appreciate it.