New year, new beginnings. May luck be on me.
Looking back, one of my luckiest years was when I was 24. The year of the dog. Many good things happened that year: graduation, boy, new apartment, new job (not one but two).
Although I can’t recall if being 12 was a lucky year for me beyond the fact that I was no longer in 6th grade.
I can’t wait until I am 36.