My kids have been sick all week which means that I haven’t slept, had a rational thought or conversation, let alone set a foot outside… in a week.

So I turn to my favorite wise guy Viktor Egelund to make some sense of this chaos called life.

As usual, he’s there for me:

“The chance of anything is always 50-50. Either it happens or it doesn’t.

Just ignore statistics from now on.”

V.E.

As life at the moment feels more like a stumble than a stride, I find Viktor’s words oddly comforting.

If Carrie could get up after falling flat on her face… So can I.

And maybe. Just maybe next time the odds will be in my favor.

~*♥*~