Simple pleasures, a baby, and lost in transit

Certainly, I’ve no need to complain about my life. Today is the sum total of all my choices. I accept that.

Yet, I like to complain now and then. Grumble brings a certain satisfaction. If only I had done this or that differently, I’m sure I would be rich, famous, beautiful, all the above, fill in the blank. Egads, of course, my life could have gone the other way; I’d be ugly, infamous and living under the bridge in a cardboard box.

I also wouldn’t have my children, grandchildren, and second great-granddaughter, born this morning. All my friends would be strangers.

Maybe I would...