I am still holding on to some hope, you know if you asked me
a month ago about luck, I would tell you that you are either born with it or
you will starve forever it. But now, I can tell you that luck is attitude. I daily
wake up and try to think of the most beautiful thing in my life. To me it is my
emotions, the way they make me feel is just a soul elevator. Whenever people ask me why am I single, I would
sarcastically respond I am cursed! I always found myself unlucky in that department,
even in many aspects in my life; it’s always that extra 5 miles I have to
sprint to get there. But you know what, I always do get there. I will still use
the term, “Oh you are so lucky”, but now I am aware that the lucky person was
sprinting before. We all have our stories that will never be published, so when
we sit and drain ourselves with other people’s success and I am sure we all do,
and wonder when our turn will arrive, well it won’t arrive you have to go and
find it and fight for it. There is definitely something much bigger than all of
us; to me it’s my God, whom I have prayed for strength to keep running. If
you have no one to count on, to hear you out, to push you forward, to wish you
the best of luck, look in the mirror and search for that one thing that will
elevate your spirit. I am positive it is there somewhere, waiting for acknowledgment
from you and only you. Always remember “Enta
el Batal” .
Count on yourself to be lucky and not on luck to be lucky.
I see the light,
MK
