It’s one of those things I’m gonna miss.

Julia and Nate sing in the kitchen every night after dinner. They sing Avett brothers, Fleet Foxes, hymns, numbers from musicals… anything that they are in love with at the moment. It’s loud and silly, beautiful and shockingly good.

There are days I wish for quiet or ten minutes alone, but I know when I get that time, I will wonder why I ever wished for it. It will be too quiet and I’ll hope for company. So, for now, I will wish for my heart to be tender to the noise that fills my house.