Well, this is a very late post! The day was packed -- not as I expected, but was packed nonetheless. Since the others in the house are pretty much done with exams, there's alot of "hanging out" that is going on here. I love the young adults for sure -- they touch my heart in so many different ways. I never really felt like I was a young adult - never really experienced fellowship with my peers at that time in my life, and was always old for my age. I wonder if this time has been one way that God has allowed me to sort of "be" a young adult. The time here at this house, though, has to come to an end.
I talked to my mother earlier today. I love mom. That's a given of course. But I love being around my mom. She is quiet. Oh, she has always liked a good party, and loves to play board games and all, but the rest of the time, she just doesn't make a lot of unnecessary noise, or talk unnecessarily. She is contained and doesn't dominate the area or force herself, her ideas, opinions, whatever, on anyone.
At Christmas, the house is decorated well, but not flashy, if you know what I mean. Subtle touches of Christmas all over the house. Very warm, inviting, yet peaceful. No visual noise.
I need some quiet again, and as I take off to housesit beginning this Sunday, I look forward to just reading the paper every day, with a warm cup of coffee and perhaps a bagel. Ah, the sweetness of a quiet beginning to the day, and a quiet ending to each night.
Good night!
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