Some day, probably much sooner than I ever expected, this house will be quiet. Not just at 11pm, when hopefully everyone is asleep, but all day. My days are so noisy. My children are constantly talking to me, asking for something, telling me a story, saying "Mommy, watch!". The piano plays in the background and the little girls dance to the same tape of Christmas music that has been playing for months. The dogs whine to be let in and out and the baby cries because he keeps climbing under the table and hitting his head. And I just want to read this one article, or write one email without losing my train of thought. The teenagers come in and want to talk about school or play a game with me or wake the baby who just went to sleep. I could literally sit on the couch and "hold court", with the children coming one at a time to talk to me and they would talk all day! And I just want one minute of quiet.
It will come too soon. God, give me the grace I need to appreciate the noise for what it is: the interests that my children want to share with me, the love my children have for music and dancing, the love they have for each other. God, please also give me the grace to tuck all this noise into my heart where I can draw on it during those quiet years down the road. Even in this chaos, I know I will miss it when it is gone.
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I could have written this post, Molly! God bless you!
I could have written this post, Molly! God bless you!