My family snores.
Not quietly and uninhibited.
Sometimes it's a freight train and a loud tumble of nose thunder.
It is beautiful.
Trust me, it was not beautiful to me at first. I spent several nights finding ways to roll, shake and simply semi-wake the snoring beasts. But now I just let the symphonic sounds occur.
Why you must ask? Simply life.
It reminds me that they are there. It reminds me to not get angry over the small things but to find joy in them instead. They are alive and snoring. Both of them. But I love it.
My boys.
Be real.
Until next time
Brittney
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