On a golden day like this, a day given to me free-of-charge, I wonder if I will ever be grateful enough for this seemingly gratuitous gift of life. What did I do to earn or deserve a day like this? How did I come to merit so many hours of daffodils and smiles and sunshine and white clouds like ships sailing above? The gifts this day gave me seemed almost indiscriminate, and surely excessive, as if some silent power placed rewards all around me for no obvious reason. I’m a little bewildered by it, as I have been on most of the days of my life.
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