Yesterday I ran into an old friend, we once worked together in the veterinary field, and seems like once or twice a year our paths cross.
We shared what is currently happening in our busy lives, asked how all the kin folk are keeping, and laughed about our escapades when we spent our younger days working side by side.
When we said our goodbye's I continued with my errands, and returned home to be greeted on the porch by the meows of Oliver the cat, closely followed by Tom kitten.
What a great day !
It seems to me the older I get, terrific days are not composed of winning the lottery, a promotion, the expectations of a getaway vacation.
Instead, I've started to find happiness in the normal things of life: the love of my family, the luxury of pottering about the garden, the escapades of Oliver the Cat and Tom, a mammogram that is normal, sleeping late on a rainy day, an impromptu visit from a grandchild, a beautiful sunset or a full moon on a starlit night.
"As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful."
~ Laura Ingalls Wilder