In the Quiet

The quiet moves in on soft kitten feet as I close and lock the door and watch the taillights fade away. My daughter and husband are on their way to school and to work, and I am left alone to complete my household chores, in quiet. Oh, how my soul rejoices and soaks in the sounds of solitude. Soft, downy pillows surround my heart when I have a few moments with the house to myself. I can be me with no pressure to be someone I am not.  I love my family fiercely but find angst in my heart because … Continue reading In the Quiet