Recently, I was asked to share in a few minutes my life story. After listening to many others, and examining my own here is a summary:

I was never the prom king.

I wasn’t the homecoming king.

I wasn’t the star athlete.

I wasn’t a member of the popular crowd at school.

I wasn’t the smartest in my class (though I acted like it).

I drove a crappy, crappy car (after I wrecked the camaro).

I sported a mullet at one time.

All in all, I lived a pretty ordinary life - never the stand-out in any one area. But I have also:

Seen the sun rise and set in the Caribbean with no land around.

Heard Vivaldi in Vienna.

Felt the rush of performing in a play (or several).

Drank wine in Burgungy, France.

Drank (lots of) delicious beer in Germany.

Sang to God in St. Paul’s Cathedral and at Canterbury.

Got married surrounded by nature.

Witnessed the birth of my daughter (at least from around the curtain)

Heard a symphony in Prague.

The artist Jamie Cullum sings in the song Photogragh “When I look back at my ordinary, ordinary life - I’ve seen so much magic though I missed it at the time.”

I am so thankful for the magic in my ordinary life, and thankful that I haven’t missed it.

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