The beach...one of my favorite places to enjoy silence. Just the waves and the breeze.
This tired mama has been sick for the past five days with some sort of viral infection which ended with laryngitis. So, for the past two days I've been unable to speak except for in a whisper or short, raspy spurts. Somehow I've managed to escape this diagnosis my entire life, but my husband gets it every year. He's been empathetic and gave me an interesting piece of advice: Enjoy the silence. (Mine, obviously, not my boys) Use the time to think. Our mouths get us into trouble way too often.
I have the choice. God help me, but I can decide.
Being sick has forced me to choose my words more sparingly because of the effort it takes to speak. Perhaps this is a practice I could use more often?