I was in New Orleans this weekend, enjoying a quick getaway with my husband. We joined our friends for a celebration of their wedding anniversary.

This morning, we walked into the French Quarter to have brunch at Broussard’s.

We see each other a few times a year now, and we spent the morning laughing and talking, and enjoying good coffee and delicious local cuisine.

As the meal closed, the wandering jazz trio came over to our table and played a song.

While I was listening to the jazzed up version of “Somewhere Over The Rainbow”, I had a moment of clarity.

I was experiencing perfect happiness.

With tears in my eyes, I took everything in. The smiling faces of my beloved husband and our dear friends. The tender interpretation of the banjo player, bassist, and muted trumpet. The mid day sun filtering in through the patio windows. The beautiful old room we sat in, with its exquisite decor.

Family, great friends, amazing food, talented musicians, and beauty all around.

When I felt that swell of emotion, I knew I was blessed. I needed to acknowledge the sheer happiness that engulfed me.

In this way, I hope to ensure I’ll have this memory to cherish for years to come.