I love summer mornings. I love the coolish air, walking barefoot through the dew-covered grass. I love the smells. I love the songs of the birds. I especially love the sounds of the birds. Why? Because there was a portion of my life when hearing was something I didn’t know I didn’t have. Sure- I could hear some stuff, my dad’s deep voice for instance. I could hear the rumble of an engine… but I never heard the wind. And most bird calls were foreign to me. When I got out of the hospital after getting ear tubes, I asked questions about what I heard. My parents were astonished realizing all the sounds they took for granted was a new world to me. It’s still a ‘new world’. I hear things in music others don’t. I pay attention. It has become a ‘super sense’. What do you take for granted? What do you cherish that others take for granted? Take a moment today to appreciate the wonder around you. Have an amazing day and as always, be kind 
