Sounds like a perfect day, Cindy. Since I only work (at a real job) for part of the year (and my daughter has LONG since flown the nest), I get to enjoy many beautiful days, reading, taking walks along country roads, whatever. So, the danger for me is not appreciating these many, perfect days.
But, to make that perfect day even better for me would to go out in the evening to a very, nice restaurant (because of $$$ we don’t get to do this too much) and have a gourmet meal with a nice glass of wine, topped off with a dessert that includes the words “decadent” and “chocolate.”
I’ll make this gabby since this was a late post, so far I’m the only comment and it’s almost tomorrow.
There’s one scene I remember for “Our Town” where Emily who has died, finds out that she can come back to earth for one day and picks one she knows was happy, but relatively unimportant. When she arrives, she finds that the absolute beauty of everyday, simple life and the people she loved are too painful for her. Why don’t they look and really see each other, she wonders. See that for that moment, they were happy. “Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it?–every, every minute?” she asks when she returns.
And that’s what I keep reminding myself. That there so much wonder in everyday, ordinary things.

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