Another beautiful sunny September day. I was rewarded with a good night of sleep. It was so sweet and delicious after a sleepless night the day before. I started the day with no explosions. I was successful making a perfect poached egg in the microwave without incident. Sometimes life can be sublime and so can I. Sometimes it is just a matter of attitude.

Now it is early evening. Some of the spark has worn off but I still have the memory of it. My morning walk to the Asian Market in the sun was wonderful. I stopped and had a little rest in the park on the way. It had Puff the Magic Dragon and a crayon to draw with. It reminded me of my many walks with Sheba. We passed here many times. It filled me with memories of our times together and my love of her. There will never another Sheba.

Life doesn’t have to be perfect. Often they are not. It’s days like today that makes them okay.