4 is my lucky number
My lucky number has always been four, and this morning as I was walking the dogs through City Park, I was lost in abstract thought, grooving to the smells of some tree or bush when I saw a lucky penny. I stopped to pick it up after checking to make sure it was on heads and right then four green parrots flew from the ground up that I hadn’t noticed. I said to myself – lucky day.
As I rounded the park, I stumbled onto four fluffy goslings waddling in the grass with their parents. Four again.
I had read in Frankl’s book that “For what then matters is to bear witness to the uniquely human potential at its best, which is to transform a personal tragedy into a triumph, to turn one’s predicament into a human achievement.” And I thought about that as I as in a contemplative mood, and was suddenly feeling lucky because I am working on the alchemy of what is and what could be with my situation of late.
I asked myself with this newfound luck what I would like and what popped into my head unannounced was a visit from my mother. Of course, I knew the only way that would be possible is for her to visit me in my dreams and I thought that would be nice. I came home and while working remembered that I wanted to move something out of a box into my dad’s old medical bag to keep it in safekeeping. I opened the bag and paused for a breath at what was in there.
Thirty-eight letters written by my mother to her mother during 1953 to 1955 – I STRUCK GOLD.
I sat back on my bed and started reading – the first postcard written from Hotel Phillips in Kansas City, Missouri she said to her mother, “I’m fixing to have breakfast. I didn’t tell you in the letter but I’m the only queen here from all over the nation. There are delegates here from all the U.S. possessions too. So you see about where I stand in popularity.”
I don’t know for sure what she was doing there but I know she had won pageants and perhaps as Ms. Dairy Queen or something she was there? Hard to say. But what a lucky day indeed.
May 30th, 2012 at 12:48 pm
WOW… Lucky you indeed!
Beautiful photo of the bag and postcards — vintage vibes.