Mornings are full of "Don't use all the hot water," "Brush your teeth," "Would you pour me a cup of coffee," "Put on your shoes so we can go," "Grab a sweatshirt. It's a little chilly this morning," and "Have you seen my phone?"
My guys fly out the door like a whirlwind. They are noise and chaos. I wave as the car backs down the driveway and then there is nothing but silence.
I walk back inside, take a sip of coffee and drink in the quiet. I listen to the birds singing their morning melodies. I hear Brick's steady, rhythmic breathing signaling that he is asleep after the morning rush.
I savor the stillness.
Time passes and I find myself longing for the commotion. I miss the liveliness and spontaneity that comes from living with my two guys.
I busy myself with my day-to-day tasks. My eyes watch the clock and count down the hours and minutes until they burst through the door again.
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