Lucky Enough Margaret and Me I began my recent eulogy for my mother with these words. “My mother, an inveterate estate sale maven, once found a little pillow for me that says ‘If you are lucky enough to have a house on a lake, you’re lucky enough.’ I’m lucky enough. I’ve been thinking about that in terms of my mother’s recent death, deciding that if you’re lucky enough to have your mother live vibrantly to the age of 101— you’re lucky enough.” Again, I was that lucky, but