As someone with a St. Patrick’s Day birthday, I am convinced I was born with luck. And it is every year, as I blow out my candles, that I remember all the reasons I am lucky: friendships I can count on, a family who supports me and two places to call home. After asking Villanovans what makes them lucky, I realize maybe this place has a magic spell over it; seemingly everyone has a Leprechaun on their side.
Sophomore Marissa Mongiovi said her luck is simply “being at Villanova and having such a great community around.”
I’m telling you, this place was built at the end of a rainbow adjacent to a pot of gold. Mongiovi’s involvement as a Eucharistic minister with the Church has been extremely special during her time here, as she has found her people and purpose. The Villanova community and the friendships it builds are not to be understated.
“My roommate is my lucky charm,” Mongiovi said.
Junior Marianne Loriannde Sousa Rego traced her luck to a necklace.
“I have this necklace that even if I’m not necessarily wearing, I have in my backpack or near me,” Rego said.
She takes it out in stressful times and finds comfort in knowing it’s nearby. It’s a relatable remark, as I for one, would have to put my right cleat on first before every high school lacrosse game. Superstition has a funny way of clinging to a person.
Think you haven’t been blessed with the luck of the Irish? Wrong. That is the cold weather talking. Sitting outside in 60 degree weather, sophomore Steven Weeldryer, said that this St. Patrick’s Day, he’s lucky for, “the weather getting warmer.”
Every worry seems a little less bleak when it’s accompanied by a tan. Just sitting outside Conn is a dopamine kick these days.
Senior Mariana Beneti-Costa considers herself an inherently lucky person, and it is all in her mentality.
“I have a pretty positive attitude about things,” she said. “[The trick] is in the way you think about things. Even if you don’t think you are lucky, but something good happens to you, interpret it as luck.”
Clearly her strategy is working, as she just won a class ring for free. Maybe we can all take a page out of Beneti-Costa’s book to reap the rewards. I, for one, have decided to adopt this attitude and self-diagnose myself with “lucky girl syndrome.” Good things come to those who look for them. It’s just a little reminder to go along with our day of festivities and Shamrock Shakes.
