Getting (dumb) lucky!
#49: A 100-word story on my own dumb luck
Dumb luck!
My parents' marriage was SO “arranged” that they only met at their wedding!
As a know-it-all teenager, I mocked it.
They’d laugh. “But we’re happy!”
I’d counter, “Just dumb luck!”
I married for love. And observed many marriages flourish or fade based on the partners' commitment—regardless of inception.*
Towards the end, my mother diligently cared for my Parkinson’s-afflicted father, despite her own ill-health. One day I accompanied her to my father’s neurologist. He remarked on my mother’s dedication, “You must’ve had a good marriage.”
She simply nodded, smiled.
I did too—at MY dumb luck in having landed my happily-married parents.
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reena | 07.17.2024
*and yes, a bit of luck too.
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If you didn’t read this old post of mine about our “love destiny”, please give it a go. I’d love to hear what you think, dear readers!
If we are lucky we meet someone we want to make a life with. We commit to it and if we make it over the long haul - and I mean happily for both parties - we often uncover better versions of ourselves.
The people we love, having proven themselves essential to our happiness, are often pronounced “soulmates”.
Such an arrival can be aided by luck but it demands work. Loving relationships are not to be taken for granted. But they rarely arrive perfectly packaged. Instead they develop from real people in real circumstances making real effort …
News!
Thrilled and grateful to report that the new 2024 Redwood Writers Poetry Anthology “One Day” is out and two of my poems have been published in it.
The poems are:
and
Hope you’ll check them out, if you have not!
I remember reading years ago that arranged marriages in India had a low divorce rate. ❤️🥰🙏
There is so much to learn and understand here 💛