In this life you got to have pluck in order to make your own luck . As I observe my toddler attempting her brave little feats I wonder why we let anything hold us back. She is a climber and seemingly fearless . Nothing daunts her ; not a stumble , not a misstep , not a fall . She gets up , she dusts off or laughs it off and goes at it again . I wonder when we lose this tenacity for life ? Is it when we are growing up and society tries to mold us into who they think we should be ? Is it how we perceive every break up , every job loss every unfulfilled wish? What if we had pluck ? What if we were children again and forgot about our self-imposed limits ? We would have nothing to fear . We would just simply be . Be present and not think about people’s opinions or how we think things should be . Be brave enough to construct the life we want .Dare to try the things that scare us . Know that even if we fall the world still turns , opportunities will still present themselves . At the end of our time here we can look back and say I was courageous ! I had pluck! and I lived .