In the mornings, there is timing to the symphony of sounds that softly wakes each person. There is a rush of water through the pipes in the walls as the first person to shower is greeted with the hottest water of the morning. The hum of a hair dryer mixed with the scent of cologne is like a soft alarm clock telling us we are late and should have been out of bed before now. The clinking of the door knob ornament tells us that Allie is up and getting ready. My son's door will open later and brush against the tuft of the carpet letting us know he is awake and starting his day.
Nighttime is full of wonderful sounds, too. One of the greatest that I am blessed to enjoy is the sound of string instruments as my son and nephew strum their guitars or ukuleles. I never knew a uke' could produce such pleasing sounds, but the right hands can make magic with it. Whether it is background sounds of someone writing songs in the den or a full concert of instruments in my living room, the laughter of children and the music in our home is nothing short of magical.
With an extensive collection of songs and greatest hits from the decades' greatest artists, I would trade them all for one simple recording of the gentle sounds of home. Time will come and these sounds will make homes elsewhere. It is then, when I can't hear them anymore, that I hope I can close my eyes and recall them all with vivid detail. As children return home, I will delight in the sounds they bring back with them. While the creak of the back door signals coming and going, it always gives hope that familiar faces have found their way home.
You find wonder and hope in the simplest thoughts. Let there be no doubt about your ability to hear these sounds, these rustles and clinks and creaks, even as the years pass.
In a home full of music, you've discovered the melody of life in tiny instruments hanging on doorknobs.
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