I am grateful for the sound of rain hitting puddles just outside my window.

I am grateful for the sound of a purr from a contented cat.

I am grateful for the sound of a happy thumping tail on a couch when I walk into a room.

I am grateful for the sound of a soda can opening when sweat is dripping down my back.

I am grateful for the sound of an acapella choir at church.

I am grateful for the sound of sleet on a dreary day.

I am grateful for the sound of a breeze in an aspen grove.

I am grateful for the sound of gravel crunch.

I am grateful for the sound of metal door mats.

I am grateful for the sound of Bible pages turning in church, and by my bed, and at the table.

And I am grateful for the sound of Sam when he comes home. Like right now.