 It is often said that we are made of the largest things that happen to us, the events that shake us. This is only partially true. The things that constitute us the most are those that we repeat each and every single day. There is beauty in the everyday affairs of human existence. We have not only come to identify the necessity of work and play, but to enjoy, conquer, and excel in it, to make it our own. To enjoy the warmth of the sun on your skin as you tend to a garden, the gratification that comes from cleaning a room, cooking a meal, perhaps even from simply allowing yourself a break. Gratitude dances delicately on our lips as we indulge at the table of the everyday. Let us take care to savor its taste, to not let it wash away through the frantic passage of time. After all, that's the life we choose to live, every day.