Home is a song that should be played often
I walked into the home. Kids were chuckling and bickering. Mom was clinking pots and pans as she prepared for dinner. A dog howled. Feet stomped throughout the house. Faucets were turning on and off while the fridge was being opened and closed. Ice cubes dropped into glasses. Dad grabbed a handful of silverware and began setting the table.
It was a concert – an orchestra playing a familiar song that flooded my mind with memories. Each noise on its own took me to a specific place; but when played all together, it was the sound of home. It was the song of caring people who were tied together for life. There was no need to impress or convince. I just needed to play my part through laughter, conversation, and partaking in a meal.
Home is a beautiful song that sings a truthful chorus. Play it often.