Every single time I hear about accidents taking places or illnesses/ailments taking, it makes me wonder how often that could've been us any time and we're still alive.
Just a couple days ago, my male friend and I hanging out for some chitchat. I got a bit distracted in the conversation and just as I was ready to cross the street, he pulled me back, said ''be careful''. Suddenly a speeding car just passed right in front of me, barely missing me. That would've probably been it for me. Gone at the age of 36.
Then years ago, the doctors discovered where my stomach tumor was located (luckily benign) and removed it. I'm childless but if I would've found the right person years earlier and gotten pregnant (with that bleeding tumor still there), I've died giving birth. My death would've been likely ruled out as hemorrhage.
Seriously, how many times in our lives have we been skipping death?
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