I’m pretty lucky. No, I don’t believe in luck, unless it’s the ability to recognize the confluence of circumstances that result in specific outcomes, good or bad (hence bad luck), and thus act upon the result. Luck is a description of things which occur or accrue to one without (seemingly) doing anything to effect them. So, by that gauge, yeah, I’m pretty lucky.
For example, my companion. This coming spring will mark 30 years for us. Unbelievable. I lucked into this. But I recognized it, acted upon the recognition, and, with the exception of a few periods of absolute boneheadedness on my part, the normal stresses of a long-term relationship, and all that other stuff, these three decades have been wonderful.…