Quiet Time

It doesn't happen often in this house...quiet. In fact, if it does happen while the children are home and awake, it often means something disasterous is going on. But even after they go to sleep, the TV's on, or the dishwasher is running, or, well the list goes on. Geoff is working late tonight, and the kids are asleep. There is not a sound in this house, except for the clicking of the keyboard. Several memories come to mind as I sit here. 1) Those nights in college when you finally had to turn the TV off to study at 2AM. 2) Sitting in the glider with a newborn baby right after the 2AM feeding. 3) Sitting outside in St. Lucia after the sun went down. Completely different memories, each with it's own smile-inducing thoughts. In this world when everything is loud, whether natural or man-made, it's so peaceful to sit and think about these memories in the quiet. But now, after my walk down memory lane, I'm going to go check on my babies, give them a kiss on the cheek and then probably turn the news on to see what loud thing people are saying or doing! There is only so much quiet reflection one person can take...especially when you're not used to it!