Today I shook my fist at the universe, said “fuck you” asked her “why can’t I fucking catch a break? I need respite from all these losses.”

 She stared back at me quizzically and replied, “what are you talking about? What about all the good karma you’ve had lately?”

“I’ve only had disappointments lately.” I replied, tears flowing down my cheeks. 

She put her finger on my forehead, in between my eyes, opening my mind’s eye, stirring up my recollection. 

She helped me remember all my good karma from the last several months. 

I recalled the day I walked into a bathroom stall and just before I could close it, someone by the sink said, “there’s no tissue paper in that stall.”

I walked out, said, “thank you for looking out, and stepped into the next stall which had abundant tissue paper.

This year I found a babysitter that’s also a hairdresser for adults as well as kids. Which means everytime she babysits, my kids end up with nice hair as a bonus. 

My book club has been meeting at fancy restaurants lately, forcing me to get dressed and leave the house regularly, boosting my mood. 

“Thank you” I said to the universe, ashamed of myself for my little outburst.