Kicking and Screaming

I am an old guy. I like the old ways. I like to talk instead of texting or emailing. There is something visceral about speaking with someone that one can sense nuances in voices and truly know how someone is feeling. I am, however, starting a blog to keep up with my kids. It seems they would rather blog than talk at times. "It's just easier, Dad" is the comment I get. Okay. I contemplate where my life has led me up to the present time. There has been much joy, a little sadness, some frustration but peace. 5 of my 6 children are out of our/their home. This is good to see them growing and making decisions but the tomb-like silence that reigns in our home is disconcerting. I miss the running up and down the stairs, the TV on too loud, the TV on all night with kids asleep and drooling on the couches, I miss the sound of their friends in our house. What was once filled with laughter and pranks and shouts is now, for the most part, silence. Turning the TV on too loud doesn't make up for the absence. I can only hope our youngest daughter brings MANY friends over and makes a lot of noise. Holidays will be anticipated and enjoyed as noise once again fills my life. I miss the noise and my kids but I would never obstruct their progress to what they desire. I only wish to support and cajole when necessary. I am now kicking and screaming into the modern world. Is it simpler?, No. Is it more sterile and unfeeling?, Yes, in part. Is it my lot?, I think it is. Kids, send me some noise!