Sounds of bedtime are assumed to be the humm of a fan, the chirp of a cricket, the tumbling of the dryer, the solem creaks and groans of a home as it falls asleep
At my house it's the thump of a foot against the wall or the swosh of restless sleepers, the whispered words and giggles of a three and four year old, the scampering of little feet during a midnight run to the toilet, the "ahem" as the afore mentioned four year old crowds into bed.
Sweet, and anything but solem.
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I've been on a silent journey For a year, I explained the pain and weakness away, it was the gardening or hormones or in my hea... -
This is a face forever altered in wrinkles and worry lines These eyes have been bled dry of tears and yet they still cry This ... -
Dear Baby Girl (you're gone) -- You would be five, but your body never was and instead you're just a beautiful soul I don... -
It doesn’t discriminate There is not one age, social status, family model or culture it attacks For it cares not of its victims ... -
Being a nurse was always where my heart was set So all the Sunday dinners I missed I can not regret Because caring for others' hurts, ... -
The house is hurriedly swept, papers stashed, candles that smell of cookies lit, laundry hidden away, dinner inhaled - dishes entombed, and... -
The word rolled off her tongue and I was frozen I couldn't have just heard what my brain is telling me I heard Not from her, Beautifu... -
My sweet sisters, You proudly proclaim God as sovereign and Lord and resign to His timing in so much of your life, But, concer... -
There's orange shag carpet covering the floor Cards slide across the wooden table as kids make sound effects from behind the couch The...
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To all the Mom's Sacrifice comes easy at first, it starts with your body and then it's your sleep - until you realize it'...
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