Life as We Know It
It’s not called “luck” by those who have it. Cows on a hill, lying in tall grass think they’ve earned it. We don’t think tragedy will happen to us until our luck runs out. Meanwhile we can feel superior and give idealistic advice without realizing how dumb it sounds. Otherwise, life’s struggles might strengthen our humility and we might try to make the best of it. Making the best of it strikes a note of optimism. Life is a series of trials, not tragedies. One may yet count oneself lucky.