One day you’ll realize there are too many dishes in your cupboard.
One day you’ll notice there are too many rooms in your house.
One day you’ll find yourself keeping the TV on just to fill the silence.
One day you’ll realize you have to make an effort to fill your days.
And then you’ll remember when twenty-four hours weren’t enough to get everything done,
when you locked yourself in the bathroom just to find a moment of silence,
when dirty dishes and glasses piled up in the sink,
when the whole house was full of life - your children’s lives.
And you’ll remember how much you wished for time to pass quickly,
for your little ones to grow up and become independent.
The days won’t always be so chaotic and messy:
silence will return, and so will free time.
And then you’ll miss all that chaos,
which was nothing more than life at its most beautiful.
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