It's been quiet around here. As hard as that was for me to let happen, I needed some of the silence. I've been working too many hours, losing too much sleep, feeling my shoulders rise up over things that are too small to get my attention, let alone tension. The holidays came, the boy was out of school, I had some time away from work, and so I chose to turn down the noise and turn off the laptop. It felt radical and there were evening hours I anxiously texted my friends just to hear the tap-tap-tap over the background noise of the television, the bath running, the kids downstairs running back and forth under me.
Lots of the time, that silence was filled with Lil E and I singing -- loudly, blissfully -- Christmas carols in the car and as we added ornaments we dug up from boxes stashed in our storage space, at my parents' house and in random plastic tubs that somehow made the transition through all the moves we've had this year. He discovered the grating delight of Alvin and the Chipmunks holiday songs, was stunned his mother knew the words and immediately put "a hooooooola hooooop" on a loop that lasted two long weeks.
And now, it is time to come back. Because my life is the way I've set it up to be, I am returning to my work and writing and all that I do with the volume going from a steady 3 to near-11. There is a lot this week. I will explain. But for now, just now we haven't gone away at all, simply settled in to listen for a while, to duck out and enjoy ourselves without the need or desire to broadcast the details just yet.
While I upload the photos and gather the stories to put in the queue, here's a little something to slide into the corners waiting to be filled. It's one of my favorite songs of '08 and one Lil E let me play once the lite station stopped playing songs about Baby Jesus and Santa. It's "Quiet Times" by Dido and if you don't already have her most recent album, do get it. For now, you listen, I'll type.