- Something "bad" happening to either of my sons. (notice the superstition is such that I cant even say exactly what bad means... But most of you could figure it out)
- Losing someone I care about (other than my sons that is a separate fear but my husband, my parents, or certain other friends and family members)
- Car accidents. I am the worst passenger, ever. I make that "hissing" noise all the time. (it isn't death I worry about in an accident, its the pain.)
- Mice. No, not the pet store variety. I like the little white and brown ones you can buy to have as a pet. I fear the little home invaders that live out in the field behind our building. The ones who BITE.
- My own funeral. I always have said I want to be cremated because honestly I think if I died and my husband hosted a funeral, complete with casket, church and priest, no one would come. What a testament to my life. Eleanor Rigby's got nothing on me.
And a final note: 5 extra points if you know who Eleanor Rigby is; 5 more if you got the reference. 10 points, too, if you goggled Eleanor Rigby because you didn't know!
edit: GOOGLE, i MEANT Google!!
What are you afraid of?
5 comments:
I fear 'fear'the most...
Oh don't say no one would come to your funeral! You know they would! Thanks for participating in the little "fear" thing. It's cool to find out information about other bloggers you read.
I didn't goggle [sic] Ms. Rigby, but I think it would improve her appearance. Ohhh, if only lonely people knew that, it would improve their social lives.
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