Silence. Unbroken now, as my nest returns to its empty state, the boys flown away to college once more.
I love the sound of silence. I am not one of those people whose mind functions at a higher capacity when there’s noise. In fact, I recall completing one of those crazy, forwarded questionnaires in the following way:
Q: What are you listening to right now?
A: The sound of silence
And I didn’t mean the song by Simon & Garfunkel. Although, I do appreciate the harmony in that song, I would just as soon listen to actual, God-ordained silence.
My home is empty, but my life is full.
I’ve got writing projects calling my name. I’ve obligated myself to post a weekly article on my church’s blog. I didn’t write anything over the holiday break (remember, I was taking an actual vacation from everything). I need to get ahead with my blog posts again.
My novel sits in cyberspace, awaiting the return of the woman who pours words into its very soul. In addition, I’ve got a play to write for my class this term. And I have not forgotten that I have some poems and a feature story that were ready to be sent out to publishers.
If only I had a secretary, she would get right on that [sigh].
My house may be empty, but my life is full.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
What about you? What’s your favorite “sound”? What’s empty or full in your life right now?
I love this. Mine house is empty but my life is full. I think mine is just full if the wrong things! Good for you!