Searching For a Four Leaf Clover

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I am an "accidental blogger". When I launched my writing career in March of 2014, one of the things that I decided to include was my journaling, which I have always found to be a comforting and therapeutic endeavor. It was a big risk to open myself up in such a public forum, but it has taught me that, for the most part, we share far more experiences than we think. It's comforting to know I'm not alone! (*the "Button Text" is the link to my first novel)

Searching For a Four Leaf Clover

3/17/2015

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"Kiss me, I'm Irish...well, like 1/16th, but that counts, right?!" ~A.

Dad told me once that my Grandpa Charlie (his father) used to say, "I'd rather be lucky than good any day!" I've never been particularly lucky, so instead I've worked hard at being "good" (...in regards to things I CAN actually be good at; anything sports related, besides spectating spectacularly, and I'm out!). Perhaps part of the problem with my lack of a luck mojo is the fact that I only have a tiny bit o' Irish in me. Are the Irish more lucky than most? Maybe when I make my trek to Ireland, someone will fill me in on the answer to that question...hopefully, while sitting in a noisy local pub, where there's beer, music, and good stories a'plenty! As people around the globe find ways today to celebrate St. Paddy's Day, it occurs to me I don't need any Leprechaun's pot of gold (...even though finding one would expedite my travel plans). I've learned how to make my own luck and the people in my Tribe are worth more to me than all the pots of gold ever found at the end of any rainbow! Now, where's that glass of green beer? Sláinte!

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About The Author

I grew up in rural North Carolina. When I was only nineteen, I moved away and became a military wife. My only aspiration at that tender time in my life was to create an adult life that "fixed" all of the "injustices" of my childhood. Secretly, however, I wanted to reach for the sky! I wanted to be a writer and find ways to "save the world" (my mother used to say, "You have Save the World Syndrome".). Mostly, I wanted to matter.

Since then, I have learned to reach well beyond what I ever dared to think was possible. I've learned not to allow fear to stop me from whatever future I want to create!

What keeps me grounded? My Tribe! What provides the wind beneath my wings? A well of reserves filled with unstoppable passion!

Jim

3/18/2015 01:09:38 am

Amy,

You told me to comment any time so you asked for it. Luck is not something that has ever been on my side either. I have worked hard all my life for everything I have. Sometimes it not what I always needed but thought I did. I think hard work is the prerequisite to luck most of the time, then there are those that seem to always have things turn out in their favor. The one with the horseshoe or the rabbit's foot. Not me. I agree with the definition I have heard of luck. I don't know who said it but it goes like this " luck is when preparation meets opportunity ". Thanks again for publishing such a wonderful blog. I will never miss it.

Amy Marie Schaefer

3/18/2015 06:22:27 am

Jim,

I'm delighted to see you comment again! Feel free to do so with reckless abandon! I also agree with you that luck often has the prerequisite of us laying the groundwork. I'm happy to have you on board! :0)

Love,
A.

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