We are the loud family.
Relentlessly noisy.
Music. Voices.
Crashing. Clinking.
Clashing. Sniping.
Barking. Yelling.
Chatter. Sarcasm.
And above all, laughter.
Our family heals when laughing.
You know you are adult
when you can laugh
about your childhood.
The dysfunction.
The greatest generation.
Their cocktails.
Their approach to child “rearing”
and manners.
Much of it was too much.
And some of it is not enough today.
All of this going on
around me makes
my head spin.
It’s exhausting.
And I wouldn’t want it
any other way.
Family gatherings are loud and busy. I love them too!
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I love loud family times. Especially the laughter!
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Such an honest reflection. And a perfect ending:
And I wouldn’t want it
any other way.
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Loud families have the most fun, I think.
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