Can you imagine a land where

Even the smallest and unlikeliest of seeds

Can sprout root in ever fertile soil

And stretch out towards the stars

Where green leaves shimmer like emeralds

Eternal and resilient, indifferent to time

A canopy rich with life

Providing shade from the unforgiving sun

Even when I am far away

I cannot disentangle myself from that dream

My blood still flows with fra...

Time passes and things change, but my grandfather will always tell the story about how he courted and wooed Luck the same way.

“It was difficult to catch her,” he’d say, “She has a tricky way about her, a tendency to land when you least need her and disappear when you are in your most dire straits.”

The secret was to appeal to her ego. She may seem aloof and uncaring when it comes to the plight ...