I had one of those perfect days yesterday.
I bookended the day hanging with my sweetie. We went to church in the morning, and spent the evening curled up on the love seat, watching Star Trek TNG reruns.
After church, my older daughter and I enjoyed some quality time on the phone. We were overdue for a call, and we passed the time talking about home canning, DIY craft projects, and just catching up in general.
I spent the afternoon with my buddy James making mead. It was the first time we've gotten together since his surgery and I'm happy to report that he's healing very nicely.
On the way home, I received a picture (via text) from my younger daughter. It was a picture of my younger grandson and me ice skating. We weren't specifically skating together, but we were both in the same picture, and we happened to be in identical poses. She added a comment of "You're the same" to the photo.
Note there's nothing extravagant or exciting about these events that made a perfect day. It was simply interacting with those closest to me. It was a day that reminded me of my purpose in this world. I am not destined for greatness, nor am I here to change the world in a grand manner. No, I was merely put here to bring a little light and happiness to those around me. I'm content with my modest purpose, and yesterday made me happy because it reinforced that I'm fulfilling that objective.