One of my grandest moments.

When walking in the Sardinian countryside today, I marveled at the sheer beauty of it all. And that I was there to behold it. Creation doesn't come any better than this. Green everywhere. Rolling hills. Mountains, really. Sunshine. Grazing sheep. And my true love with me. Momentarily, I wished for more. A good command of the Italian language. So that I could better converse with the Italians who live here. But then I caught myself. And I avoided this trap. I have so much. Now. Why at this moment wish for more? I have so much to savor. Now. It's a waste of time to be less than fully satisfied with the moment. In fact, it's downright obscene. Immoral. Almost like saying that the existing moment isn't good enough. That one blessing isn't enough. That I need two or three. Maybe even an infinite number. Anyway, I got my act together and quit wishing for more. Satisfied that I was experiencing one of the grandest moments of my life. --Jim Broede.