Grateful Because

My youngest one has a friend over for a couple of days. As they venture outside , play, explore, run, explode into pleasure, I was struck by how special the sound of children voices can be.

Clattering, sparkling, joyful, full of energy, full of life.

Be honest with you, sometimes those very voices work on my nerves the way sandpaper does on cardboard. It rips me up and destroys my patience or focus within seconds. Sometimes their joy is my noise.

But today I listened.

I heard the unbridled joy, so completely in the here and now, in the moment.

I heard how they gave everything. They talked the way we laugh when we’re tickled.

I also heard myself, a kid, not long ago. Running, digging, cycling, experiencing, being.

What a blessing to hear children’s voices, to hear the experience of Life bursting out, to hear simple joys tickle them so much.

Thank You for the children and what they show us.