Friday the 13th sparks memories of you. You gave birth to me on that day--the day you said we both nearly died. For whatever reason, I considered it to be a lucky day. We lived.
When you died on Friday the 13th, my thinking changed a little. Okay, a lot. I figured as a child, I must be unlucky and somehow caused your death. But over time I wondered whether it was your way of saying, "I'm off to a better place - it's my lucky day." I held on to the idea of Friday the 13th being lucky.
Since Norm and I share the same birthday, we decided to get married on that day. Wouldn't you know, the year we made it official, it was Friday the 13th.
Friday the 13th is a lucky day for me. I think it's all in the attitude. What do you think about Friday the 13th?
Here's a little history on Friday the 13th - the top four from Google search: