Hearing Ensemble Organum sing the Gradual of Eleanor of Brittany in a huge stone cathedral in San Francisco. The music is indescribably haunting and beautiful.
Memorizing the lyrics to Josh Ritter's song "Lantern" to recite at a wedding. The more I practiced the words, the more I felt their meaning. Memorizing poetry is something I plan to do more of when I retire (hopefully early).
Sipping a glass of wine with my wife on the patio outside our AirBnB on a warm evening in Tuscany, watching the sun set over a beautiful walled medieval town while the chapel bell tolled across the peaceful countryside. Then, when it was dark, going out for a simple pizza made in a local restaurant's wood-fired oven. Why does pizza taste so good in Italy?
Spooning food into my baby daughter's mouth and being suddenly struck with the realization that there was nothing - absolutely nothing - I would rather be doing. (This after years of my wife's and my indecision about whether we wanted kids.)
16 years later, the same daughter getting into an Ivy League college.
A date night dinner that turned into a celebration after I received some very good work-related news. I met up with my wife in a restaurant in the city where she worked at the time. It was cold and wet, and I stepped in a puddle on my way there. My socks were sopping wet when I arrived. I grumbled to my wife about it, and she said "oh, I have an extra pair of socks in my bag!" Turns out she had stepped into one too many puddles herself, so she always came to work prepared. So I had warm feet, great news to share, a beautiful and amazing wife to share it with, excellent food, and excellent wine. The happiness just seemed to flow that night and we laughed and laughed all throughout dinner - even the waitstaff got caught up in it, comping us drinks to help celebrate.