I live in a sitcom
with five strong personalities - not including myself -
with a lot of laughter and communication and understanding.
I live in a house of listeners, talkers and storytellers
Feelers and thinkers
Jokesters, laughers, criers, yellers
I live with boys who aren't afraid
to be who they are
to argue with their parents
to tell us stuff
to hide stuff
to be open-minded
to feel hurt and joy
to hug and kiss their mom
to say I love you
and probably more importantly, to be loved.
I live with boys who see their parents
hug and kiss each other in the kitchen
look into each other's eyes
cuddle while watching television in bed
go out on dates
take time to talk each night
enjoy each other's company
and get mad - loudly.
I live with boys who keep me honest, and make me into something better than I was.
I live in utter amazement that these boys came from my deep love with my husband
I live with men who I know in my heart will be wonderful partners to someone someday
who will know what it means to love and hurt deeply.
I live with men who will surround me with love as I grow old.
It's messy and loud and chaotic and frustrating...
I live fully.