Sophocles was entirely right: there is no
greater joy than that, which is unexpected.
My day was a panoply of such joys: a
telephone call and long conversation with my oldest son – out of the blue; a
letter, which at first I took as coming from a cousin in England turned out to
be from my younger son – again totally unexpected; a massage, which if planned
was so relaxing that it was better than normal; an e-card from a good friend
celebrating with me the “nothing” of yesterday; coffee on short notice with yet
another friend; lunch in a new place – again unexpected.
May today’s unexpected joys remind me that
one has only to recognize the beauty of an unexpected call, letter, gift or happening
to enjoy it.
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| A card and letter from India |
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