Missing

I am missing my kids. I know they are all doing well either/and/or married, working, going to school or 1 still living at home but I miss my kids and the "noise" that accompanies a full house. I miss the "pick up your mess", I miss the "are you eating again", I miss the hugs and kisses and "return with honor" and "Remember who you are" and the friends over. I miss that sometimes like after this weekend when we had 1 back home. It is nice that they still want to come home and be with a couple of old geezers. I appreciate my kids. I appreciate how much smarter my wife and I have become as they get on their own, have kids, have to figure out budgets and bills and food. I can remember when I was younger and on my own how I'd go to my Mom's house and her fridge was ALWAYS full of stuff and mine was lonely. The same things happens now. Life truly is a circle. Hakuna matata as the song goes where it talks about the circle of life. A quarter to whoever gets that one right. I had the day off yesterday. A lazy, catch up day that included a trip to Logan. Quiet and peaceful I love the quiet and peace but I like the noise and I am definitely missing it.