reflection

A year ago today, I fell off a horse.  If I hadn't been wearing a helmet, I'd either be dead or in a vegetative state.  Instead, the helmet cracked in two instead of my skull, and I only had a severely sprained ankle and a concussion.

I get that helmets aren't cool or whatever. I get that they're a hassle--c'mon, I live where it's nearly(if not) a hundred degrees for half the year. Yeah, it's annoying to have to wear my hair down because it won't fit under the helmet.  But if I hadn't been wearing one? *shudders*

I don't remember much of that day, but here's Mom's account, if you're curious.

Anyway. Just wanted to mark the occasion.