When our children are small they can make quite a bit of noise. I remember as a parent longing for those days of peace and quiet. As they grow the level of noise in the house changes. Having boys, one involved in sports and at practice all the time, and the other who had been gone for a while, left our house peaceful and quiet. I must admit that I enjoyed the serenity. However, as time passed I began to miss "the noise."
My oldest son recently returned home from a long trip. We were all so happy to have him home but suddenly the noise returned. I am sitting here at this very moment listening to both of the boys play their instruments. My oldest is playing electric guitar and the other is on the drums. They are both incredibly skilled on their instruments and have been playing for a long time. It sounds like a huge rock concert! The house is shaking, the neighbors are probably ready to call the police, and if we had a dog he would be heading for the door to get out as fast as he could.
Its pretty heavy stuff - but I LOVE IT! In a moment I will close my door and around 9:00pm we will have to say, "Okay guys - the neighborhood wants to sleep." Once again we will have peace and quiet. In the moment of the stillness I will smile - just at the thought of the noise returning tomorrow. I know - I'm a crazy mom. So - knowing that there will come a day when the nest will be empty and the noise will be gone, I will enjoy it while I can. . . .even if I do have to wear ear plugs.
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