I have a good life. Actually, it is a fantastic life. I would like to think that I earned this state happiness through some random rubric of pain and suffering, but I don't think that's the case. I just got lucky.
Lucky to have great friends near and far.
Lucky to have a beautiful wife with a gentle soul.
Lucky to have a precocious son with a forgiving heart.
Lucky to have roof over my head and food on my table.
Call it fortune; call it blessings. Today, I call it luck.