Lucky

 

I know he's a good general, but is he lucky?

That quote was from Napoleon Bonaparte, but it has stuck with me ever since I first read it.

I think luck is something you are born with, nor not.

I used to think I made my own luck and to a certain extent that is true. Making good choices and taking advantage of good situations makes luck less necessary.

Still, having those good situations show up requires a certain amount of luck.

I think I was born lucky.

My parents gave me many advantages in life and life, itself, gave me many abilities,  but maybe that is not the blessing it seems like. If the gift table is very large, or the candy bag very deep, then perhaps a child never learns who, or what, they really are. Instead they become a jack of all trades and master of none.

Everything is possible to some extent, but it is in the honing of one particular thing that one gains a mastery that is both satisfying and life sustaining. 

Learning to rely on luck makes life a crap shoot.