Every Friday we unite for five minutes to write on one word. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on close.
Putting you both to sleep, they are the quietest moments of the day.
They are filled with love.
They are filled with family.
They are filled with smiles.
They are filled with all of us being so close.
They are filled with all of us.
It's incredible how these five minutes of night time love, of being this close, can melt the rest of the hours of yelling and tantrums and sibling arguments.
These are the moments I will always remember.
These are the times I will carry with me, in my heart.
And when we wake, the crazy starts all over again.
The time outs.
The, say sorry to your sister for hitting!
The, stop! You're going to hurt him!
The, both of you stop!
But, as the day unwinds.
As all of our patience is gone.
As pjs are on and bath time is done.
We get close.
Because we are a family.
We are snuggled in.
We are close.