I am flying somewhere every weekend this month. This is highly unusual for me but it is slightly reminiscent of when my dad would fly quite a bit during the summer months.

I love flying. I even enjoy flying on the airlines again. I am a lucky man to be able to do what I love to do.

Flights this month are for both business and pleasure and will take me to three of the time zones in the lower 48 states. Aside from a trip home from San Diego, I will be earning lots of Delta miles.

My life is grand. My life is actually grand altogether. And as I enjoy wifi and a free beer at 37,000 feet (the credit card machine wasn’t working), I can’t help but smile.