Listening Post

Well, I'm 40 today. Not exactly where I'd expected or had hoped to be at this point in my life, if I'd planned on making it this far at all. I can't kid myself or anyone else: The sadness -- the grief for what's been lost, the overwhelming sense of regret -- sometimes feels like it's just too much to bear.

But this morning I'll get up, go to my little girl's bedside and watch her as she wakes up, rolls over and smiles at me -- and I'll think only one thing.

Here's the Verve -- Lucky Man.