In The Sound

6:30. In the morning. My daughter Katie comes in asking us if we know what she heard. I roll over and in a raspy, near grumbling, monotonous voice say, "Yeah, it's the garbage truck." It was Thursday and the garbage truck woke me up about 15 minutes prior.

Instead Katie sweetly exclaims, "No! It was the birds singing. That was what I heard this morning. Their beautiful voices." Didn't you hear the pretty song of the birds?"

Honestly? I did not but I'm sure going to listen, look, and seek the Beauty of Today.

Children are such wonderful reminders.