I’m grateful for the sound of the wind caressing the leaves in the trees, for summer storms and so many of them shared with my mother. She loved a good storm and I always think of her when it darkens at midday. I’m grateful for this grieving process and all of the gifts it is offering me. I’m grateful for a call for prayer midday and the opportunity to know and experience the truth of another soul. I’m grateful for sprinkles and that they still delight something fun-loving in me. Life is sweet today. What are you grateful for right now? First thought.