Silence

It would suffice to say I am mid-thought most days. If I finish the thought, I rarely have time to digest it, much less type it out... As I write from my bed- phone light in my face- I can't help but soak in just this hour of quiet that I have....nothing. Silence. It is a missing piece of my life. I remember when Jaden was little that I was so glad to be in the car by myself.. Radio to myself.. Singing at the top of my lungs.  Recently, however, like tonight on a quick errand, I found myself sitting in silence. The radio was off.... The hum of the engine.. A click in the left wheel... But silence. It was grand. I hope to find it again a little every day. I sometimes seek it in a stolen moment hiding in the house or a quick shower. I adore it. I also adore the messy-faced interrupters that end it.