Thank God for the Noise

So I have to admit that some of what I’m attempting to write here is challenging me. I say that because right outside my window at about 6 a.m. is the sound of happy birds chirping, a light breeze blowing through the trees, and the blaring sound of construction vehicles, doing what construction vehicles do. The birds and the breeze invite serenity. The other noises are making every attempt at waking my children up before they need to be up (and I’ve only had two cups of coffee this morning — I’m just not ready for this yet!).

And yet here I am writing — “Thank God for the noise.”

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