Gram's Place

Since I JUST posted about my need for silence a couple of days ago I thought I'd update. First - I've not successfully made it 24 hours.  I hope today will be the first full day I can make it without talking. Second - Thank GOD for technology.  I had an online meeting today about reports I need for my work.  It was interesting.  The trainer asked me questions and I typed them into the chat.  It was frustrating to say the least. Third - I never realized how much I talk to myself.  I catch myself saying things out loud to myself.  Uh.  Hello.  NO NEED.  So stop it, self. Fourth - I get bored easily.  I have to stay busy.  And for some reason, it seems amplified when I can't talk.   It really has no bearing on what I'm DOING.  But, for some reason I feel like I'm bored a lot when I'm not talking.   Perhaps this is the season I'll actually get to blogging......... 

This is Miles. He’s 2 1/2.   And he needs naps .... but he likes to fight them. Today I won the nap battle.  It was a grueling battle but I prevailed. After he fell asleep I watched him breathe deeply and twitch as he dreamed.   And I prayed.  That He would grow in stature and wisdom and in favor with God and man.   That he would believe in Jesus and be a light in a dark world and that he would be strong. And brave. And kind. ❤️

S ilence is golden.  Silence is the true friend that never betrays. The tree of silence bears the fruit of peace. Silence speaks when words fail. I read an article today on one persons experience when they took a vow of silence.   Many say this is one of the most challenging experiences of their lives.  When challenged with being silent, they go through the stages of grief and finally come to terms with themselves. Aye aye aye. In a world of people demanding communication and discussion, silence seems unnatural.  It feels unnatural.  I dare you to try it.  You’ll see what I mean. Yesterday I went to a doctor appointment.  My voice has been “off” since I had a surgery in December. I couldn’t get any volume and the pitch was different.  I didn’t sound like “me”....and it wasn’t getting better.   So off to a specialist I went.   Snapped a photo while I was there. This photo was taken before he brought in the long (VERY long) tube with a camera on the end that the doctor stuck through my n