Music and drums

I was lying on my couch Saturday. Norah and I looking at the vast tangle of tree branches just outside the living room window. Jonah was in the basement playing his drums. He is such a great musician. He taught himself drums and guitar and he is phenom!

I close my eyes and the steady drum beat and lyrics and song by Puddle of Mudd remind me of a dark dizzy bar. the kind where the floor is a bit tacky from spilled drinks, girls huddled up to the front of the stage and guys standing belly up to the bar watching ESPN. I have been there. i know it. And hearing my son play this music takes me to days spent in smoky bars and late nights.

I reopen my eyes and see my baby Norah nursing quietly..almost asleep in spite of the loud drumming and lyrical background. I see the beautiful house we live in, the quiet colors, the warm surroundings. I love this life. I love these moments.