Remember Earth Clearly (part two)

What one moment for you defines what its like to be alive on this planet? What's your best memory of Earth?
I can try and describe mine for you.
Its Summer 2008 and its a small town in central France called Bort-Les-Orgues that I visit often, and have grown to love unconditionally. I'm sitting at a cafe table on a hill overlooking the Dordogne River, reading my now favourite book for the first time with a plate of tagliatelle in front of me. It was a hot day, but not overwhelmingly so- no shimmying trees melting in the distance- just sunshine ebbing along with the river and an awesome blue sky. And in the midst of this beauty, I'm alone with the pages I'm reading.
I can't remember whether I said thank you.
I finish the book. My mother and my brother are now sitting across from me and I can hear them talking and joking and laughing. I begin to start playing with an empty coke glass in front of me, considering how what I had just read had affected me. The sunlight coming through the glass plays irredescence off the last pages of the book. And I just sit there and let the moment happen. I watch the rainbows dance around the type, and the sunshine surf across the water and the sky is clear and bright and infinite, and so am I.