You can find something truly important in an ordinary minute.
Mitch Albom, For One More Day
The day starts one way—gray—but turns around. The sun comes out.
By the end of it I’ve visited the community garden (it’s still snowed in but—oh!—the sense of anticipation seeing it evokes); taken Maya to, and picked her up from, the spa; had an appointment; sipped a Starbucks; enjoyed good conversation with my daughter; received an invitation from my granddaughter; made a decision; finished up some things and started others; and listened to the sweet sound of melting snow dripping in the eaves troughs.