Lucky Me!!

There is a thread on Richard's clubhouse boards that has me feeling very, very lucky. Sometimes I forget that many other people did not have the wonderful childhood that I had. I was surrounded by parents and a brother who loved and adored me in a 50's Beaver Cleaver kind of way. That's sort of how I remember being young in Long Beach. Father Knows Best complete with a dog.

Me at my old Long Beach house that has been recently redone

We didn't have a lot of money but I never remember wanting for anything that wasn't provided for me. I got the Betsy Wetsy (with hair) that I cried about, I got a piano and lessons that I wanted, I even got the Beatles at Shea Stadium Field level box seat tickets which I was sure I would die without. Yeah, I was a happy and a lucky kid.

The amazingly cool house across the street from my house

Don't get me wrong. Things weren't perfect. I was fat. I remember that...really well. I was picked last during games and competitions. I was called names and made fun of but somehow, some way I was able to get through all that with my self esteem intact.

I met Pat, who turned out to be the love of my life, when I was seventeen. Seventeen!!! So many women have lived their whole lives and never had a good, close, caring relationship with a man. How lucky was I to have met my "the one" when I was 17? It's hard to wrap my mind around it.

I can truly say that I have been very happy my entire lives with the exception of a couple of times when life events like death came and bit me in the butt. There wasn't much I could do about that other than carry on with my life and try to be happy.

I have had so many blessing that I can't even name them all. I guess the name of this blog is exactly how I am feeling right now. Lucky me!