“Lucky the bride the sun shines on”, my aunts intoned as I married in the rain.

As our years reached 46 and counting I would smile and tell everyone, “he’s a lucky man,” knowing full well that I shared that “luck”.

“Your husband is lucky to have survived the cardiac arrest, we didn’t think he’d make it”, shared many surprised doctors.

As I age, even though I have a strong Irish bent, I think luck has far less to do with what happens in my world. I am blessed beyond belief by a gracious and loving God. I am thankful.

Written for the 100 Word Challenge – the word is LUCK.

6 responses

  1. Tara R. says:

    You’ve had a miraculous year, and I’m so grateful that you still have your heART with you and your family. I have no doubt that your love for him and him for you had a big part in his luck.

  2. Faithie says:

    You’re one awesome broad.

  3. Melissa says:

    This is wonderful! And it seems to be the epitome of luck!! 🙂

  4. Jack says:

    Luck or otherwise, all sounds good to me. 🙂

  5. Stephanie says:

    Such lovely and loving 100 words. I second Tara. Your love for each other, and your faith, takes the place of luck. I’m happy for you that your love story continues.

  6. It is faith that make our luck for us. Your love shows the way.

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