Superstition

A question from the lovely https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/author/sadje19/ is about superstitions.

There were many superstitions in my childhood; never walk under a ladder, don’t break a mirror (seven years’ bad luck) dropping salt, and throwing it over my right shoulder, avoiding cracks in the pavement, one Magpie, Friday the 13th and letting a black cat cross your path.

I get walking under a ladder. You never know when someone might drop something. When in the vision of a Magpie, I ask ‘‘where’s your mate’’, but what if they just prefer to be alone? Friday the 13th doesn’t fill me with dread, because for my mum it was lucky (£1000 at Bingo).

Not risking a mirror being broken because seven years is a long time.

At the beginning of this year, if feels like if something could go wrong it has. We got rid of our car, because of the expense, but our new vehicle’s radiator needed replacing and the window wipers act weird when the windscreen is dry. Two of our animals died. Nyya, my daughter’s cat, and her Gecko). At one point there was no respite from bad luck.

Touch wood, it seems to have levelled out.

There is always a reason for the superstition (black cats and witches?) When I researched the mirror, it is to do with your reflection being part of your soul and if that breaks, so do you. Step on a crack, you’ll break your mother’s back, changing your future.