As I sit in the courtyard this morning, I am grateful for:

early quiet mornings of solitude.

cricket songs.

Kansas Public Radio and the hauntingly beautiful liturgical choral music accompanying the sunrise.

a hot shower.

good memories.

a cinnamon roll waiting for breakfast.

thoughts of Mom in heaven.

the Shaban family.

my brother’s help and joyful spirit.

my Dad.

time with Michelle.

hair done.

Sam’s sweet words always and constant.

a new tile floor, almost done.