I have just been reading JaneyG's profile & blog about Friday 13th and it got me thinking.
I have always had an irrational fear of the number 13. For as long as I can remember I have always avoided that number, to the extent that, when reading a book I will NEVER put it down on a page containing the number 13 or 31 or 1 & 3 anywhere therein! This can cause undue stress as I have been known to be late for work, appointments etc or even last to get on a plane because I won't put my book down until I've got past that dreaded page - I don't want the plane to crash do I? I won't even get out of bed yet if the clock shows 8:13!
It doesn't surprise me then that, looking back on my life, I now find the dreaded number 13 has played a large un-invited part. I first met my husband when I was 22 & after a break we got back together when I was 26 and then got married. When I was 35 (13 years after we first met) my hubby was retired on ill health from the job he loved. He couldn't come to terms with this, became deeply depressed & in the end had a drink problem which took 3 years & a short separation to sort out. When I was 39 (13 years after we got together the 2nd time) I was diagnosed with a malignant melanoma on my leg. 13 years later, aged 52 years old, the melanoma returned in the lymph nodes in my groin & pelvis!
So that irrational fear is not so irrational after all ! I hope my niece's 21st Birthday party on Friday 13th goes to plan or I'm sure she will think I'm a witch!
Does anyone else share this fear of NUMBER 13?
