It’s a parking spot reserved for the stars. In front. By the door.
It’s a reward for clean living.
It’s a spot that makes you feel lucky all day.
I turn my steering wheel to the right, ready to glide my SUV into the open space. At the last minute, I change my mind. The car jerks to the left and I continue driving.
I feel like a lucky, lucky girl most days. Great husband. Super kids. Wonderful life. Most days I feel I won the lottery.