Today was a perfectly ordinary day, one with wide open spaces instead of jam-packed commitments.

I took refuge in the quiet corner of the apartment when the jackhammers started at breakfast time.

I read a poem while making coffee.

I walked by the river to get to the post office, crystal clear sky above and crunchy fall leaves below. 

I stopped by my favorite bakery for a lunchtime salad… and a jelly donut just like my grandmother used to bring us from New York.

I took a tiny nap.

I had dinner with dearest loved ones.

I watched a favorite movie, quoting the best lines out loud with my sister.

Perfectly ordinary.

Friends,

may we revel in the extraordinary joys of our ordinary days.