The Trip

Just few hours ago, I was having dinner with my family to celebrate a belated mother’s day. The entire dinner was nice, smooth sailing and nothing could ruin the day. But apparently, I was wrong. Because on my way out, I tripped and ended up on my hands and knee. (Haha.. I'm so punny)

Maybe because of old(-er) age and not so used to falling down anymore, but man, did it hurt. And I’m not talking physically, I mean my pride too. So embarrassing!! But I guess I’ll live. I mean, if I lived through it most of my life, I don’t think this time will kill me. At least I hope not. Haha.. Touch wood!!

But seriously, after learning that technique to not falling at ten, I cannot believe I tripped. But then again, I guess I’m doing quite good for someone who is a total hopeless klutz(when younger). I mean, I’ve only fallen twice(including this time) and only ALMOST fall most of the time.

Oh well, I guess old habits really die hard.