I just returned from the most lavish birthday party I have ever attended in my life. I actually wasn’t the invited guest. My son was. It was a party for six-year olds.

Two hours looking at a $1 million plus house backing up to the lake and three bounce houses, a full petting zoo, pony rides, a clown, and a snow cone truck later, I left thinking about my life. Much heavier thinking than I bargained for on a gorgeous Saturday this Easter weekend.

Having all those things is great. I hope one day I have the house that I’ve built in my head over the years. It may not ever happen, though. I’m okay with that. My family and I live a pretty simple life. Yet, it is a full life – actually more wonderful than I ever dreamed.

This Easter weekend, which is significant to my family in many ways, I am thankful for my simple life. Indeed, it is the good life. All the best to you and yours this holiday weekend. May you relish the simple things – the good life – as well.