Sunday, July 14, 2013

Someday

Someday, I'll walk into my house and it will be straightened up and tidy with little effort.

Today, I'll recognize the clothes, dishes and toys strewn about like some kind of frat house as evidence of active, healthy children.

Someday, my counter and sink will be empty of dirty dishes.

Today, I'll recognize that those dishes represent memories of meals shared together as a family and the symbol of full bellies that I didn't have to worry about feeding.

Someday, my washer and dryer will sit silently throughout most of the day and the endless piles or laundry will disappear.

Today, I'll recognize those mounds of laundry as proof that these children run, play, get dirty and live life completely.

Someday, my bathrooms will be spotless.

Today, I'll recognize the toothpaste smudges, hand prints on the mirror, and towels (always) on the floor as signs that my children are growing and learning to care for themselves.

Someday, I will sleep through an entire night uninterrupted.

Today, I will recognize the midnight request for a lost stuffed animal, the two o'clock feeding, the 4am bed wetting and the 6 am wake up call as opportunities to get just one more glimpse at those perfect little faces and one more quite kiss.

Someday, my house will echo silence.

Today, I'll recognize the chaos and noise as sounds of childhood and happiness.

Someday can wait, because it will be here all too soon.

Today, Today is my children's day.