Off the Deep End

by Lucinda Berry

Sometimes, what doesn’t kill you simply doesn’t kill you, and you spend all your time wishing it had. Escaping death isn’t any kind of a prize when you’d rather not be on the planet.

How many bad things could happen to a person? Wasn’t there some kind of limit on the number of traumatic events you could experience in a lifetime? The universe needed to back off and leave us alone.

The only people who get over losing kids are the ones who don’t have any.