You meet a girl or boy in high school you think is your future wife or husband. If you’re lucky, you get married for life despite the odds against teenage romances working out.
You buy a lottery ticket for the first time in your life and you miraculously win a million dollars in the lottery. Awesome luck.
You have basketball skills good enough to be a professional basketball player, but an injury that renders you unable to play as well, destroys your chances.
Your life is wonderful and you’re getting married but your future husband or wife dies days before the wedding.
I see those as examples of good and bad luck, things you cannot entirely control. And bad luck that at any moment can wreck your dreams and, possibly, your life in this unpredictable world.
And the random bad luck bothers me, like a woman who was walking in a park in New York and a big tree limb fell on her head and killed her.
Bob Boyd