I had a close brush with happiness today. It seemed to come out of nowhere, hidden behind my granddaughter's laughter. I could hear it as an undertone in my wife's voice. It felt like the warmth of the sun on my skin, but in my heart. There was not a proper reason for it. There's been enough pain in my life and enough uncertainty ahead that I should have been protected; I should have been immune.
Yet there it was -- blue skies and jays, a bagel and coffee in the cool morning air, led not into temptation but delivered from evil -- happiness insinuating itself into my day. It seems unseemly to be my age and not have a firm grasp on bitterness and regret. Perhaps tomorrow I'll be back on my game.
Then again I might go swimmin'.
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