Happy

The sun is shining, my daughter is smiling, I found the expensive vitamin pill that rolled under my bed. After 4 jobs back-to-back, I have time off, my bills are paid, my mother is alive and well, and next weekend I'm going on retreat to Vermont with my sweetheart.

Fearless leader

John Coltrane is never not right in the morning, but sometimes he's even righter.

Happiness

As I'm writing this, my fifteen year old daughter is taking a shower. I have only ever heard pop music coming from her iphone when she plays it in the bathroom-I have only heard songs that are loud and/or sexually and violently explicit. But right now I hear jazz coming from her iphone. Real jazz. My daughter, on her own, is listening to jazz.

Music to my ears

Tonight my 15-year-old daughter turned on a Pandora jazz station.

"I like this," she said.

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's called Three Little Words by Stan Getz."

Sometimes I wonder

How many of those tiny ketchup packets there are on the planet.