I was listening to a long podcast when the hosts began discussing the concept of an ideal day. This got my thoughts running. 

Have I ever experienced an ideal day—a day that went entirely as planned and brought complete satisfaction? 

Looking back at my childhood, the idea of an ideal day never even crossed my mind. Sure, I enjoyed playing outdoors, which was definitely ideal, but studies? Not so much. My behavior was generally good, but perfection eluded me. 

In my youth, aspirations were high, but few were fulfilled. However, I did meet my responsibilities, creating some measure of happiness—self-created, perhaps, but happiness, nonetheless. 

With my wife and children, life was joyful, but I never managed to give them the time they deserved. I struggled to balance work and home, leaving room for improvement. 

Post-retirement, I had every opportunity to lead an ideal life. Yet, I ignored exercise, reading, and lending a hand with household chores. It could have been better. 

And now? 

I believe I’ve finally discovered the formula for an ideal day, though there are still gaps. I keep myself busy, but I regret not being able to help my wife with domestic chores. I also wish I spent more time sitting with her and simply talking. 

Beyond that, my day feels almost ideal. Mornings start with prayers, followed by walking, lunch, more walking, writing, listening to audiobooks or YouTube, and, of course, more walking. I have tea, listen some more, meditate, have dinner, enjoy another audiobook, and sleep. 

Sometimes I feel there isn’t enough time in the day. My only worry is, what if the ideas dry up? Writing fulfills me, but I fear I won’t be able to do it forever. If that happens, I could write about the day’s events—or anything, really. 

I trust God will guide me along the way. 

Contd. 384. The 1 Steep Step