> ## Content Index > Fetch the complete content index at: https://sundaymorningcoffee.co/llms.txt > Use this file to discover other available public pages before exploring further. # My Kind of Luck - URL: https://sundaymorningcoffee.co/finding-good-luck-in-everyday-life/ - Published: 2026-10-18T11:30:08.000Z - Updated: 2026-10-19T19:56:20.000Z - Description: Maybe if I had slowed down this week, it would have brought me the kind of luck I was looking for. - Author: Anna - Tags: Wellness I always drive the speed limit. In fact, most of the time I drive slower. My son tells me “drive faster” when he’s late for sports practice so I make sure to point out the speed limit sign to him when I see one. Then I’ll point to my speedometer. “See, I’m going the perfect speed,” I say. There was a police car on the side of the road using his radar. It was the one time all year that I was driving fast. I had somewhere to be that was far away and I was anxious to get there. I got pulled over and ticketed. I’d like to be another person for one day, I thought, so I can see what kind of luck they have. Sometimes I feel like my weeks are a series of unfortunate events and I find myself saying “Why me?” My husband and I decided to take a walk to the local taco restaurant in our neighborhood one evening. We walked down the main road to the restaurant and I wondered how many people I know are driving by and maybe even recognize me. This thought pops into my mind because I stumbled over my own feet two - okay, three - times before we got to the restaurant. There wasn’t a hole in the ground or a large rock to be seen, just me flying through the air nailing a perfectly awkward landing. I need to buy a new pair of shoes, I tell myself as I regain my balance. Do you ever feel like it’s just you? Like certain things only happen to you and everyone else’s day just goes along perfectly? I checked out at the grocery store on Saturday, put all the bags in my car and realized I didn’t buy the sauce and pasta for dinner. Back into the store I go. After the week I was having, I decided to take a step back (not literally because I’d likely trip over my own feet). When I find myself saying “Why me?” maybe it’s not bad luck. Maybe it’s something different. Getting stopped by the police for speeding? I was feeling impatient and not quite myself. Forgetting the grocery items? I had [**a million things on my mind**](https://sundaymorningcoffee.co/every/) and the sauce and pasta didn’t stand a chance of getting into my shopping cart. Tripping when I walk down the street? Well, that’s mostly because I’m clumsy. But I will admit I always walk with a purpose, even when there’s no real reason to. Maybe if I had slowed down this week it would have brought me the good kind of luck I was looking for - living one moment at a time, just being for 20 minutes with nowhere to go and nothing to do, taking a minute to look around and [**just notice what’s there**](https://sundaymorningcoffee.co/finding-a-piece-of-happiness/). When I do this, I feel more inspired, grateful, and just have better weeks. *If you enjoyed this story, you might also like:* [It's No Longer Cute | Sunday Morning CoffeeWhat if growing older was more of a celebration and less about maintaining youth?![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/63/04/6304492f-cb85-46b5-8b5d-0abf8bc927a8/content/images/icon/Sunday-Morning-Coffee-Cup-abed2460-46c8-4747-b65d-d677769eece6.png)Sunday Morning CoffeeAnna![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/63/04/6304492f-cb85-46b5-8b5d-0abf8bc927a8/content/images/thumbnail/photo-1586985289906-406988974504-ba968ce7-a450-4f26-b404-40b350b30dcf.jpg)](https://sundaymorningcoffee.co/its-no-longer-cute/) ## Stay awhile. Grab a mug, get cozy, and enjoy a little something just for you. New essay every Sunday! XO, Anna Subscribe Email sent! Check your inbox to complete your signup. No spam. Unsubscribe anytime.