Every morning I tell myself something good is going to happen.

(I admit, I’m hoping for something really good like a lottery win or news the divorce is finally final.)

Today I went to the beach.  It was littered with starfish patiently waiting for the tide to come in.  There were so many, I had to watch my step.

There were different types, colours, sizes…  It was a briny galaxy.

I realized this was my good thing for the day, and it was enough.