Bad or Good Luck?
Once in a while I do get superstitious, especially when something bad happens to things at home one after another. I get this eerie sense that when these occur it somehow offsets a worse event from happening and I can only feel relief. Suddenly it does not matter that over the weekend my son lost another cell-phone... that this morning, our table top Christmas tree fell again...that my expensive hair clip broke...and that the staff of the mini St. Joseph broke after my daughter threw the small statue. Over-all, it has been a great week and today was a very good day. But isn't it scary when life seems almost perfect? So when something makes my day imperfect, I always thank God that all that negative energy has been channeled to something unimportant and replaceable in my life. And that I am once again lucky and blessed.