Barb at Skittles Place has been tossing a coin...challenging us to write about a time in our lives when we had been lucky.
I wade through several different stories about luck in my life….but the thoughts bounce back and forth and just when I’m on to something…my logic kicks in and I come back to the fact I don’t actually believe in luck.
Or…maybe….I just don’t trust my luck.
I think of luck in my life in a similar fashion as I do being fortunate.
I was so lucky to get that parking spot.
I was so fortunate to get that parking spot.
How unlucky that guy spilled his coffee on me.
How unfortunate that guy spilled his coffee on me.
I have been very fortunate in my life.
Luck and Gambling go hand in hand.
I am not much of a gambler
I have been known to take on risk, it's not the same.
Casinos send me into some sort of sensory overload. If I stay more than an hour, I get really, REALLY tired and lethargic. So…I don’t gamble much. The time I do spend gambling is at the Roulette wheel. A very wise and experienced gentleman taught me how to play Roulette in a cruise ship casino a few years ago. People think I am very lucky at Roulette. Nah. I am well taught.
Luck is prevalent in card games…I am rather lucky at Poker.
There is that old saying:
“lucky in cards…unlucky in love”
Guess THAT explains a lot.
Then again, my grandparents were married for over 67 years. The truest love story I have ever known. No debilitating medical or mental issues EVER. Both of them very lucky at cards…and VERY lucky in love..
If I had a choice….
perhaps I’d prefer to be unlucky in cards.
How come “luck” is of a feminine persuasion?