Happy St. Patrick's Day!
You may have heard the old saying, If you're lucky enough to be Irish, you're lucky enough.
Well, I'm not Irish by birth, just by marriage, and I've never considered myself a particularly lucky person as far as that serendipitous stuff goes.
I don't win lotteries, I don't find money in the street, I'm not the person who meets the agent of my dreams in the ladies room, strikes up a conversation and ends up with a two book deal out of: "Can you hand me some toilet paper under the stall?" [Though I'm sure that's happened to someone.]
Now, on the contrary, in the overall scheme of things, I do consider myself ...well, I guess I'd use the word fortunate, rather than lucky. I'm fortunate to have a wonderful family, a nice home, a couple of decent jobs [because one isn't enough!], good friends and opportunities to improve my life with education. I'm reasonably healthy and happy. I really couldn't ask for more and I don't. I'm quite content to sail along enjoying a relatively simple life...but oh, wouldn't it be fun to have some wild Irish luck now and then?
I've racked my brain, and I can't think of any particular incidents in my life where I've had incredible luck...but I recall a story my grandmother once told me about losing the diamond from her engagement ring. She was totally devastated after spending a rainy day running errands to find that the stone had fallen out of her ring. She came home, very upset, wondering how she would tell her fiance [my grandfather] what had happened. She shook out her umbrella in the hallway and what fell out? The diamond! Now there's luck for you. How it got into the umbrella she wasn't sure. It must have fallen in during one of the many times she'd opened and closed the umbrella throughout the day.
Do you have any stories of incredible luck? Today's the day to share them!
--Jennifer
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