I love the quiet stillness of my home. There are times when it is so quiet you could literally hear a pin drop. Some may be unnerved by the absolute quiet, but I find solace and peace. Our home used to be very noisy and very busy. The front door was never locked because there was always someone arriving unexpectedly or children running back and forth.
I loved that time in my life. The busy, the noise, the activity. But as I grow older (ummm….let’s say mature instead 😊) I prefer no noise. No distractions. No interruptions.
This doesn’t mean I want to always be alone. I love my friends and family being here and will swing the door wide open with greeting when they arrive. I have grown to love the still peace of being by myself.
I remember as a child, my mom would have the house quiet and I used to think she was just weird. How could she stand being in a room with no music or tv blaring? It seemed so odd to me…..I understand now mom and I agree! 💗
I’m not sure there is any kindness in this journal entry or considersation of my day, but I do think being able to feel peace in the quiet of my life is a kindness I give to myself. 🙏🏻