|Quote Du Jour // Quiet Day, Quiet Night, Quiet Feeling|
December 17, 2002
Difficult times have helped me to understand better than before how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way and that so many things that one goes worrying about are of no importance whatsoever. -- Isak Dinesen (1885-1962)
Quiet day today, and an even quieter evening. There was a continuous stream of people in and out of the Discovery Room, but it never got really busy, and most of the kids were pretty quiet.
i was a little disappointed that my Soup Mom didn't come in today....i'd wanted to return her container, that i refilled with fudge and cookies.
i'm entirely on my own this evening: L is at his mother's, and probably won't be home till close to my bedtime. H, of course, is at work.
i made some dinner...nothing fancy, just mac&cheese with homemade meat sauce mixed in. My version of "goulash". i've done the dishes, and now have the rest of the evening ahead of me. There's nothing worth watching on TV (what else is new?), so i may just turn on some Christmas music, and read for awhile, with a mug of cinnamon & honey tea.
It's going to be a cold night, with temperatures only in the teens. It's pretty cold already, as i noticed when i went to let Barsky out a few minutes ago.
We got to see the sun this afternoon, which was a welcome change from the endlessly gloomy weekend.
i feel rather quiet within....not sad, exactly. Not exactly happy, either. i wouldn't say i'm depressed, or even discouraged. Content isn't quite right. Nor is resigned. i'm not numb, either....i know i feel something...something quiet, and small, and hushed. i sense a twinge of sorrow, a smidgeon of regret. But there's gratitude in there, too, and a hint of joy.
i think if i sit very still and quiet, simply breathe, and be...this feeling inside will wrap around me like my favorite Pooh blanket, and i will be warm and comfy, snug and safe. And i very much like that idea......