17 4 leaf clovers

A long time ago, when I was 18 years old I went out partying on a midsummer’s night. I got really intoxicated at a bar and somehow ended up going to some guys place with his friends, whom were only slight acquaintances. I had apparently been having a problem with my living situation(s) or something but I remember that one of the guys said I could crash at his place, so we all went there.
I was in the bathroom and one of the guys insisted I could take a bath if I wanted to. I thought that was a bit strange and finished using the bathroom, when I walked out the guys were hanging around the bathroom door and I took that as a bad sign and decided to flee at the next opportunity, but in an unnoticeable way, and I did.
It was about 5or 6am and the sun was just coming up and I had made the walk to my mothers apartment that was in the neighborhood to seek her motherly comfort because I called it a “close call to be getting raped” and I really needed my mom.
But you see, my mom had not really been in her right mind for some years now, but that does not stop the bond you know. So I knocked on her door, woke her up and she was quite upset to see me on her porch at 6ish am on a weekend. I had even waited a little while before knocking because I knew it was awfully early and I do hate to intrude. She was mad, so I said I would come back in a few hours.
Instead, I climb down the porch stairs in the back yard and sat in the grass and watch daylight begin. And I got bored. Tears roll from my eyes as I wish I had a more understanding and tolerant mother. I was just fiddling in the grass where I was sitting and found a 4 leaf clover, then another one…17 total . This made me feel much better, and a feeling that maybe, just maybe something higher was looking out for me (besides my mom at the time) something that was telling me I WAS important and special and loved.
I put the clovers carefully in my checkbook to keep them flat and safe and returned them to my purse, then noticed it was about time to go back upstairs to my moms apartment. She never asked me why I had arrived so early, or what was going on. But I did not care because I had my 17 4 leaf clovers and THAT WAS special J

After all these years I still have most the clovers, some have gotten a bit messed up and I laminated a few to put in picture globes for my children so they could see every day, but they grow translucent over so many years time I must find a better way of showing them off. I need to go through some boxes of old and find the rest and frame them or something.

Here is a neat quick link to common superstitions like the black cat and why 4 leaf clovers are considered lucky.