Just Lucky?

I remember once someone saying to me, “You always land on your feet don’t you?” I was shocked, I’d never thought that things always turned out right for me, I just thought I worked towards the things I wanted to do. Later I realized the person talking to me was an alcoholic and her drinking constantly dragged her down so she thought she always had “bad luck”.


Another time someone thought I was incredibly lucky I had no idea what they were on about. I had been in Scotland for probably about a year and Papa and I were out with some friends on our motorbikes. We were all stopped by a track for some reason and I wandered off to investigate the area. (Does that sound familiar?) Purple Heather was growing everywhere but as I wandered about I stumbled across some White Heather and picked a little bit because it was different. When I arrived back where the others were the girl who was with us looked at me incredulously and said, “Where did you get that?” I just gestured up the bank in the general area but she insisted I show her. I didn’t know exactly where it was and didn’t understand the fuss. When we couldn’t find it again she told me how incredibly lucky I was, it was special “Lucky White Heather”. Was it really luck that made me find it?


You didn’t know that about Nana did you?

Papa and me with our babies in amongst purple Heather.
Papa and me with our little ones in amongst purple Heather.

Author: macmsue

I’m a sister, wife, mother, grandmother, auntie and friend. I prefer to be outside and am interested in photography, nature and different cultures. I believe everything on this earth has a right to be here but some things and some people would be happiest if their space was far away from mine. (Flies and biting bugs take note!) I don’t like housework and think dust is Nature’s way of saying, “This is my space, I was here first.”

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