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1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Meet & encourage someone who linked up before you.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Meet & encourage someone who linked up before you.
OK, are you ready? Give us your best five minutes on:
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Loud…
GO:
It's not just loud; it's deafening. The kind of noise that would alarm some people. Mainly people without kids.
But it's joyous, spontaneous, and real. The kind of noise I would never stop, no matter how much my ears shatter. The sound of innocent childhood memories being seared into the brains of the precious little people playing happily in the garden.
Probably around the same time when we just wanted to blend in. Never stand out. Never be placed in the center of the room with the spotlight on us and everyone pointing and jeering because we aren't the same as all the other people in the room who are all terrified because there is something about them that is so very different.
Other times I wish for quiet. In the literal sense. But I know that soon enough those joyful screams will be replaced by the sullen, "I'm going to my room. Leave me alone. I don't want to talk." So I bask in the loud, I make no judgements, and I pray they will have the courage to [not care about blending in].
Go see what others have to say about LOUD. Hop on over to The Gypsy Mama, read, and share your own thoughts.
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Loud: Wonderful and deafening all rolled up into one package called kids!
ReplyDeleteHonestly, until my grandmother chided me for not having taught my kids to use inside voices, I had never heard the phrase! I was an only child, probably my mom didn't need it. I struggled with my grandma's rebuke because I could hear the joy in their voices. I ended up not trying to teach them to stop being loud, but to teach them when to move their loud. Glad you know you want to enjoy the loud now!
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