One of the things you begin to appreciate more as you get older is silence.
I remember when I was a girl and I would ask my father what he would like for Christmas or his birthday and he would always answer “P &Q, P&Q”.
Which meant “Peace and Quiet.”
As I get older, I appreciate more what he meant. And the world has got a much noisier place since I was a child. Sometimes the noise is debilitating.
These days I think there is nothing better than sitting in the quiet and listening to the sound of nature. Maybe take the time out to reflect or relax.
Today, I am by myself for a few hours at home. Rarely, is it so quiet in our house. It is so quiet I can hear the clock ticking.
My father was a wise man. He died in 1999 when he was 73. It will be his birthday on May 1st.
I will light a candle in his memory and be thankful I had wonderful parents.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
My Nominees for the US and UK Elections and Other Waffle
It's the early hours of the morning, and I have had a large gin... Late-night alcohol is always a good recipe for writing gibberish. And...
-
Well. It’s about time I wrote another post; I’m sure you must all think I’m a lazy good for nothing housewife who sits nibbling chocolate ch... -
Friends, Romans, Bloggers lend me your ears! ’Cos the Mad Housewife needs to change her blog name. I know, I know, I should have done my hom...
-
Just after Christmas I realised I've actually been blogging for three years and today marks my three hundredth post. Hoorah! It's ...
It's hard sometimes to get total peace and quiet and I wouldn't want a clock ticking!lol
ReplyDelete