The Simple Things

        I am sitting here this morning and am having a good, fresh cup of coffee. It tastes so good. I am online and have checked my email. It can't get any better than this. It reminds me of a period of my life when I was in the US Navy.
        I was stationed on the USS Ranger (CV-61) an aircraft carrier. When we would deploy it would be six months gone to sea. When we were home it would be a situation of training and we would be in for some time and gone out to sea for others.
        We deployed to the Persian Gulf for the Persian Gulf War. In the mornings at 7:00 am we would take over for the night crew. The fresh pot of coffee was made always without fail. If it wasn't you had better have a good reason and you made it at least a half hour earlier before you got off the night crew so it was made and the red light was on meaning it was done perking.
        The rituals we have. Anyway, I had the best division officer. He drank tea and I drank coffee. We would go through the ritual of fixing it and when we took the first sip he would look at me and say, "It's the simple things." He was right it was. The simple things we may take for granted but none the less they are there if we look for them.
        In a time of war you look for these moments and then remember and treasure them the rest of your life. It is the simple things that mean most in life, whether we want to believe it or not.