There is a nice silence to the air. A peacefulness. I can breath deep, feel my soul unwind. I have always been comfortable in the silence. Have never felt the need to fill the space. I live with two that are noise makers. They have to fill up all the space, every corner, every nook and cranny. And one that is his mamma's boy. I can see that sometimes it is almost painful for him to speak. The look in his eyes begs for the still and quiet.
This time that I have before everything starts again. It's important that I have it, so I can find calm. So that I can be a better wife, mother, and friend.