I didn't know what I'd learned all those nights until some 20 years later when I had a family of my own, and I brought home our first dog. I recognized the rattle of his keys as he tried to unlock the door while carrying a bag of items my mother had asked him to bring home.Īt the time, it was background noise, but now, those sounds are the soundtrack to thousands of nights lying awake in that bed in that room. So at night, I could hear my dad pulling in at 11:00 p.m. I heard my dad every day after workįor the first 18 years of my life, I was in the small bedroom facing the front of my parent's house. It wasn't something they heard with their ears but with their hearts. The birds learn the songs in the nest while cuddling up to their parents and siblings. Account icon An icon in the shape of a person's head and shoulders.
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