Am I The Luckiest Man Alive? Or Is Providence Looking Out For Me?

Over the course of my life I have come to realize I am either the luckiest man who ever lived or Providence is, in fact, looking out for me.

Everything I have wanted in life, I have gotten. Every bad situation I have wanted out of, I have gotten out of. Everything I have thought I wanted but would have turned out to be bad for me, I have managed to stay away from or get away from before it was too late.

I keep thinking no one could be as lucky as I am.

I was in an unhappy relationship that I wanted out of but I didn’t want to be the “bad guy” and in November 2009, she left me, and to that point that was one of the happiest days of my life.  No two people ever disliked each other as much as we did, and how we made 3 1/2 years of a “relationship” out of that, I’ll never know.

In 2010 I got into an unhappy, miserable relationship, and within two weeks I knew it was bad news. But I got into it so deeply I thought I was going to have to get married. But the week before the date of the wedding, I found out the church was double-booked and I was saved. And a few months later, she left me.

But for some reason I wanted to give that horrible relationship another try. And, who would have guessed, it happened. As I should have known, within four years I wanted out so badly I was crying myself to sleep every night.

But I got out of it. Not in the most desirable way possible, but at least I got out permanently and there will be no reconciliation this time. No harm done.

For some reason, I have a bad habit of undervaluing myself.  Specifically when it comes to women and the ones that I should be staying away from.

There have been girls since, that I really wanted to go out with, to get to know, and in each instance, luck or Providence has shown me the error of that decision, by giving me the chance or by rescuing me before I got that far.

Either the girl met someone else and I was left out, or cooler heads prevailed and I didn’t pursue things. The amusing angle on that has been the luck the girls have with the new boyfriend’s they passed on me for. It’s a 100% failure rate and almost every time it doesn’t last a week.

But, since I do not accept being “plan B,” they can consider it to be a double failure, because not only does that relationship not work out, but they’ve blown it with me, as well.

So, I have learned to just trust in fate because it’s track record is flawless and considering the amount of trouble or bad luck I could have had at this point in my life (I’m 40), I’m about as lucky as I could possibly be.

Life isn’t good, life is great.  It’s fun getting up every day and seeing not only what life has in store for me, but what is going on around me.  I feel almost indestructible, maybe not in a physical way, but definitely in an emotional way.

It’s a good feeling to know that someone, somewhere is looking out for me and keeping me from the pitfalls that appear to be catching everyone else.

I never believed in karma or people getting “paid back” for their sins until this year.  Now I have seen it for myself, and its enjoyable to watch.

Peace, and God bless.


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