I am very lucky. I was born healthy to two loving parents that stayed together. I grew up in a safe, prosperous western nation that at least until recently respected the rights of individuals and had a sound rule of law. I have a wife, two great kids, an awesome dog, and a handful of close friends. Both my parents are still alive, we live seven minutes drive from them and see them twice a week. I own my own home, have no debt besides a small mortgage on my house. I owned a business that enabled me to work my ass off to get to a point I could sell it and slow down and spend more time with my family and doing other things besides working 60 hours a week.
So I have never won the lottery. I didn't find out about Bitcoin at $1 and buy 1000BTC forget I owned it and find it 10 years later but I am one of the luckier people on earth.
I've done much better than winning the Powerball. I met my wife when I was 16 and I have great parents. My parents are still alive and healthy; my daughter is healthy and gets to grow up in a happy home. Most of the problems people have to persevere through, I've never had to deal with directly.
I was born healthy, white, and male in the United States. I was raised in a loving, upper-middle class family with a mother and father who are still married.
I went to good schools, earned excellent grades, and kept up a decent social life. I graduated among the top of my university class and found work shortly after. I've excelled in my career but not without hardships.
Not everything is peachy. Our living situation is not ideal: We're dealing with post-Pandemic crime perpetuated by undesirables and the housing market is terrible. The best thing we can do is keep waiting, saving, and investing. We're confident we'll find a home in a more respectable area in the near future.
Am I lucky? I thank God each day for the life I've been given.