You know what I have been appreciating more than ever before lately? Silence.
Usually I am the type of person who likes to have some background noise. I throw on some music or re-watch a TV show while I’m getting things done. I play the radio or podcasts in my car. I walk with earphones.
But now I’ve gone to work in a communal office space. It’s great, there are a lot of advantages and when you need to put on headphones to drown everyone else out no one cares.
But then I get home and my kid has five hundred million things she has to tell me all at once.
She’s got language skills, this kid, and she knows how to use them.
And some nights when Joe is out or has something else to do – nights when I would normally put on a show he would never watch – I find myself just sitting in silence.
It’s nice. It’s calm. It allows me to collect my thoughts and piece things together. It’s a new thing for me – me who hates the general idea of meditation.
It gives me a chance to breathe deeply.