I am a young, white, educated male. I got really, really lucky. And life isn't fair.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm a different immigrant. My life is so lucky compared to so many.
I've been very lucky in everything, really - in my career and in finding someone to share my life with, and in not dying.
You need to be lucky in life, but it's also what you do with your luck.
I was very lucky. My parents raised me in such a way that it never occurred to me that I wasn't equal.
My life has been very lucky, but I made some of that luck.
I've been very lucky, considering what I look like and what I do.
I've been very lucky in my life.
I was lucky enough to have parents that took me out from country to country and go to school and learn how to be a better person.
I feel lucky every day. But I can also trace that luck back to decisions I have made. Frequently, those decisions have been to pay my own way to somewhere I want to be and something I want to do.
I am a big, confident, happy woman who had a loving childhood, a pleasant career, and a wonderful marriage. I feel very lucky.