My house is a tomb today.
And I am in mourning.
Three college move-ins/visits in five days.
No sounds in the house except my laptop’s swooshy breathing as it waits for me to add words to the empty screen.
No giggling from downstairs.
No piano playing and off-key singing.
No nerf-gun battles.
The washing machine sits, silent and dry.
I loved it while it lasted.
Thanks be to God who gives good gifts.
Love you, Anna, Hattie, Lane, and Quinn.
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