It is quiet here. My husband is two floors above me, watching TV in his man-cave. I'm downstairs, ensconced in my favorite chair, revising my next book1. And the silence is pressing in on me.
Over the past few years, as I wedged tiny bits of writing between the demands of educating and parenting my girls, I longed for the days when there would be quiet in the house... when I would have complete control over what to do with my time.
I have that now, and I love it. Really.
But I miss my baby girls. I could use just a wee bit more noise.
1 I Wish will be available in November.