In the big picture there are love and loss, health and illness, success and failure.
And then there are the daily minutiae, some good and others not so much: a great meal, your wireless not working right before a deadline, a good laugh with a friend, a bad driver in front of you.
An unexpected drawing from your child, a tantrum.
A great day in the office, a note from the teacher.
The list goes on and on, day after day. And then, every once in a while, there is perfection.
Not because everything is exactly what you hoped for or dream of.
Not because something earth shattering happens, but because for a moment in time everything falls into place, like the pieces of a puzzle. They fit perfectly and it just feels so right in its utter simplicity.