A guy I work with is missing three fingers on his right hand from a die cut machine stamping accident at GM back in the 60’s (‘I wanted to get one more part out before break’).

I worked with him closely for a week on an audit project and we were sitting down to eat lunch and at this point heard the whole story, and I responded with ‘man thats rough’ or something similar. He responds with ‘its the best thing that ever happened to me. If I did not lose my fingers, I would have had gotten drafted, and knowing my risk-taking self, probably died in vietnam. I would not have got my next job, where I met my beautiful wife. If i never met my wife I would not have had my wonderful daughter, and she would not have had her three kids. I will gladly trade my 3 fingers for 4 lives anytime.’

Such a positive outlook on a life changing incident. Makes me question myself sometimes.