“Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom.
~ Francis Bacon
It’s silent around here this morning–the kind of deep silence that remains for a time after a grandchild leaves. With no little red-haired girl crawling into bed with us bringing chatter, plans, and a sparkle of delight, it is still . . . so still.
Gerry has some things to do away from home; I’ll spend the entire day at home, mostly alone. Perfect. After our fun-filled grand week, a day of solitude and silence is just what I need to transition back into the life we live and replenish my reserves.
So today: housework, catching up, and maybe some camera time. Simple stuff that, perhaps oddly, gives me strength.
If Carson (to Mrs. Hughes) in Downton Abbey is to be believed: “The business of life is the acquisition of memories. In the end, that’s all there is.” You have memories of that little red-headed girl and hope for future visits.
Marian I LOVE this quote! I can almost hear Carson, in all his wisdom, speaking them. Yes, you’re right, precious memories and hope for the future are treasures indeed.
P.S. I may have to use that quote one of these days. It’s perfect!
I love the way you write about every-day things. It’s so comforting to me, too.
Thanks so much, Karen. I so appreciate your support here.