I’ve never really understood the word lucky.
I feel like events in life have way to much meaning to just be luck or coincidental.
Despite this I use the word all the time.
“I’m so lucky to have a friend like you”
Or
“It’s lucky we ended up in the same class.”
Some things in life can be labeled lucky, sure, like drawing the card you need to win at family game night, or getting to a light just in time for it to be green.
Most things though, I don’t believe have such little impact. That boy you met “coincidentally” at your local coffee shop. The friend that happened to text you in the moment you most needed it. Scoring the winning goal in your soccer game.
They all give us faith in ourselves and that someone or something has our back. That we aren’t just wandering this world with no rhyme or reason.
I think some of the most “lucky” events recorded in history were life changing moments in the lives of the people involved and therefore, are hard to label as luck.
When life becomes all too unpredictable, but somehow things keep falling into place, we could call that luck, or we can give credit to the person who’s been helping us the whole time, who planned for us to have those experiences so that we can become our best selves.
I’m grateful to him for all the things I’ve been “lucky” enough to experience that are reason I am who I am today.
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