Broken Ankle
I’m the type who tends to play it safe. In fact I can’t remember any really dangerous deeds done or risks taken.
Although I once jumped off an elevated deck thinking the drop down was shorter than it actually was. It resulted in a compound ankle fracture keeping me wheelchair bound and in a cast for 3 or 4 months. But that jump was probably more foolish and painful than dangerous.
However I once eloped, jumping into marriage with a guy I knew only a few months. That was a greater risk than that broken ankle jump, but thankfully less painful! (See New Leaf)
RetroFlash / 100 Words
– Dana Susan Lehrman
Dana Susan LehrmanThis retired librarian loves big city bustle and cozy country weekends, friends and family, good books and theatre, movies and jazz, travel, tennis, Yankee baseball, and writing about life as she sees it on her blog World Thru Brown Eyes!
www.WorldThruBrownEyes.com
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been there, funny, well written
Two different kinds of leaps, both dangerous and resulted in different kinds of pain. But thankfully, you healed from both, Dana and have moved forward with your life in beautiful and accomplished ways. Happy new year, dear friend.
Thanx Betsy!
Will miss you at Retro, but see you on the outside!
xox Dana
“Indiana Lehrman”
Thanx Kevin! Write on!
I love how you compare the two jumps, inviting us to see danger in different contexts. Your final landing worked out though!
Thanx Khati, we’re all risk-takers, aren’t we?
Jumping off a deck or jumping into marriage — who can say which is more dangerous? Wonderful Retroflash, Dana!
Thanx Suzy, who indeed!
Both your retroflashes resonate with me, Dana (and thanks for the reminders, btw!). Once, I left most of a finger dangling on a door strike plate in high school. Then 25 years later I decided to get over one woman by marrying another. It lasted a whopping 18 months. Think these flashes are universal?
Ah Jim, it seems like they are!
And as for marriage, it is a crapshoot but to mix metaphors you finally hit the jackpot!
Happy New Year to you and Anne!
A nice comparison between an actual leap and an emotional one; both have their risks.
My second marriage (indeed, the relationship itself) was definitely a leap, off a high place into dark waters. But after the splash there was light. My first marriage, on the other hand, was more of a catatonic stumble.
Thanx Dave, here’s to the light after the splash!