The world can come together to give us a perfect moment. The moment may remind us of the gifts that we have; it may convince us of the beauty of mankind. The moment can renew faith in ourselves.
I remember one such moment in Barcelona, March 2005. I was sitting with my family in a quiet square, drinking clara (lemonade and beer!), resting after hours of walking the Latin quarter. Behind me there was a street performer with a guitar. He was playing “Losing My Religion,” a favorite. I remember this as a perfect moment in my life. Here’s another: