New Journey

A friend posted a blog about the lost art of silence...I don't think it's so lost as it is denied.  I know moments of silence...my child has a life of her own and you can find me sitting home on many weekends flipping channels and talking to the mouse in my family room.  It is self-imposed silence as the doctor told me I am the walking wounded and am exhibiting normal anti-social behavior.

I went to the doctor last week by orders of nameless people.  His exact words were, "Life is meant to be fun and you need to get back to having fun."  So here I am trying to find my way back to fun.  He also told me to get out of the house and surround myself with people. 

Here's what I think about silence:  We fill our lives up so we don't have to hear ourselves.  In rediscoverying who I am I hate to hear myself...I have not been on my own since I was 18 years old so I'm not sure who I am anymore.  Silence is deafening because it touches the very being of a person and overwhelms the psyche.  I don't know what to do in silence :)  It scares me.

Life is a series of journeys...every choice I make impacts my daughter who will impact those around her.  While one journey has come to a fork in the road as Robert Frost said, "I choose the path less traveled," (or in my case one not chosen.) 

I am excited to find the new me...but don't be surprised if in the moments of silence I'm overwhelmed and start screaming...it is after all a new journey :0 

I'm sure I'll see you on the highway of life...I'll be the silver flash with the radio blaring and the sunroof back!