Hello dear reader,
May I unburden myself?
To many of my admirers, I am known as Madam Bountiful. However, some folk have given me the dubious nickname of Lady Luck!
I am sought after, all over the globe but, quite frankly, efforts to own me, to bid me part with sizeable portions of illustrious fame and massive fortune, are more often than not, unsuccessful.
If you don’t recognise me, it’s because my countenance changes according to the desires of each dreamer. Sometimes I’m relegated to the questionable status of instant riches by way of a betting shop wager, or lottery ticket. Other times I find myself sashaying down the catwalk of life, doling out rewards for fruitful efforts, or dispensing the medicinal draughts of disappointment. It’s a thankless, thankless task.
Dear reader, may I confide in you?
Do you know that the most difficult people I’ve ever had the displeasure of coming across, the most cantankerous folk I’ve had the great misfortune to deal with, are those who feel I OWE them a favour and expect me to turn up and endow them with instant and unbridled success—even though they’ve neither planned nor worked towards any meaningful goals? It beggars belief doesn’t it?
(Sigh) It’s a hard life!
My dear reader, do you have a dream?
Then may I be so bold as to offer you a free tip? It won’t take long. Just three little words.
Dream. Plan. Execute.
And here’s a parting shot for those of you who whine and complain that I’m not doing my job… that I seem to have my favourites. Stop making excuses for your laziness and lack of discipline. In fact, stop blaming me period, for your lack of success!
And on that note, I will bid you all a good night!
© Carol Hind – February 2018