I realised how lucky I am. Many a time I have preached that there is no such thing as luck.
"You make your own luck. Good or bad. It is a matter of choice". And while I may be able to sit here and be proud that I have (in the words of Adele) thrown my soul through every open door (on some occasions I have beaten a hole through the wall with my head!), there are factors in life that perhaps cannot be changed for some people. The cards we are dealt can be manipulated for sure but some circumstances just won't give.
It wasn't just the sheer deliciousness of the Kebab that had got me thinking. It had started on my walk home from the Iranian Embassy. I estimated a two hour walk back to my hotel with 2 "Cha" stops on the way. I had the river for direction and it was a beautiful day so off I pottered.
I met quite a few beggars on route but decided to share my daily budget with a guy on the bridge who had one good arm and one stump that, well, didn't look like it had been a clean removal! I don't know what his story was. If I could have spoken Turkish I would have sat and chatted for a while and found out but I couldn't so I just gave him the money, smiled and walked on.
This brief encounter helped me to realise that not everyone can do this as I have been preaching! Perhaps that was a little arrogant. There are always exceptions. This man was probably one of them. Who knows! Maybe not! How the hell would I know what circumstances led him to this point in his life. Who am I to judge anyway. It just made me think! That's all!
I am lucky.
I was born with a good hand. Granted, I have always chosen the off road route as appose to the smooth tarmac. Most of my "bad luck" to date, has been brought on by my own stupid decisions, unlike some, therefore not really bad luck at all.
My life has been a direct result of my choices. However, these decisions have taught me a lot and fear of failure becomes obsolete once you realise that there is always a rebound opportunity as long as you allow yourself to bounce. That's what life is all about. There is no shame in failing. The trick is not to stagnate on the bottom or worse still, not to try at all.
I find flailing your arms a lot and shouting generally works for me! : 0 ) The point is, I am lucky to have had choices in the first place and I am on a mission not to waste a single one.
I have worked hard. No one can take that away from me, but I am most definitely ONE LUCKY GIRL!
Adele had it bang on as did Horace! With that thought I seized the kebab and threw it through my open mouth! It was indeed, a great Kebab!
On that note:
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