Good Fortune

On Friday, I had lunch with my oldest grandson, who is a good boy.

On Saturday, I went to a birthday party for my son-in-law, who is a good man who has become a great husband to my daughter and stepfather to my grandsons.

On Sunday morning, I played golf with my son and his best friend, both of whom are good young men. I shot an 84, which tied my personal best.

On Sunday afternoon, I had a relaxing brunch with my wife and stepson, who is also a good young man. We laughed about his brother, who was a good young man who taught us invaluable lessons about living and dying.

At some point over the weekend, I spoke with each of my children, who have all grown to become good people who are trying to make a difference in their world.

At several points over the weekend, I enjoyed deep and satisfying conversations with my best friend, who is a truly good woman.

On Monday evening, I had a nice dinner with a fine glass of Zinfandel and spent a relaxing evening with that same best friend, who is not just a good woman but a fine woman as well.

On Tuesday morning I awoke after a great night’s sleep and a felt an abiding sense of peace and well being thanks in part to these encounters and a few other simple things involving good friends and family.

Today, I’m going to Santa Fe for five days, where I will enjoy great art with a fine, emerging artist (http://barbart.dannyklancher.com/).

Happiness, it seems, may be a matter of surrounding oneself with good people who help us find the peace that awaits us in the present moment.

At this moment, I’m a fortunate man. And, fortunately, this moment is the only moment I have.