Haven’t you ever wondered why good things happen to you?
I’d like to think that they do because I’m such a sufferable person and thus, good things come my way to make up for the horrible nonsense that surround me like air. Maybe I’m just that morally sound.
But then I’m really most happy when the unexpected happens. I can’t say that I remember the moments I expected to be good more than those that occur beyond my comprehension, more than the fantastic gifts of life that I can never prepare myself to enjoy, because they are just so great.
So perhaps the trick to good things is often not about how hard we fought for them, but about being open minded enough to let life surprise us.