I have to admit, I have lived a charming life, thanks to the Genie.
I imagine having an encounter with the Genie just before I was dropped off by a stork into this world, where he is dressed in nothing but a golden cuff upon each wrist and a red belt around his tiny waist. His upper body, simply broad and magnificent. A goatee and a small ponytail atop his gorgeously bald head, give him just the right look in my eyes.
Anyways, we meet. And he asks me for my one wish to grant. I think and think, and with all the choices ahead of me that can serve me well in this world I am overwhelmed.
Should I ask for beauty, for wealth, for intelligence, for a sense of humor, for a specific talent, to be born into a free society, for an open minded and loving family, for great genes, for a super efficient metabolism, for a life filled with adventure, for a long life, for good skin and good teeth or for a decisive mind?????
And because I have so little time and I so want to make the absolute right choice, I look into the Genie's eyes, and ask him very nicely if he could just grant me something he thinks would suit me well for the next eighty or so years.
And just before the stork drops the basket carrying me into a woman's lap, who turned out to be my mother, the Genie folds his arms and with the kindest look in his eyes says " I will just grant you Good Luck throughout this lifetime".
Luck has been my one special gift. Luck doesn't necessarily put you on the easiest of paths, nor does it ensure you the fastest of metabolisms, but it does ensure good things happening to you all the time and with no good reason.
It is the reason why I would encounter the loveliest of men, across this vast world, from among so many people, and that he would ask me to marry him on a beautiful November day exactly like this one, some eight years ago.
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