It’s a clear and chilly Sunday afternoon. The girls are taking naps, they’re both so tired from church that they went down quickly, sweetly, and without a fuss. Alison’s out to lunch with friends.

The house is a rare quiet for a few moments. I’ve done a lot of sitting this weekend, mostly from behind the wheel of the car, North to Chicago, back South towards home. Somehow, all that sitting has left me tired, too. (Or it could be that it was Alison’s and my turn with the 2-3 year olds this morning…)

I love that the studio is three miles away and the last show is 500. There are a million things that need to be done, but none right this moment. So I’m going to take a nap while I can.

Usually I read before I fall asleep. Today I’m just going to listen to the quiet and know that it’s the quiet of the lives that are here now. Someday, it will be the quiet of the lives that are gone; off to school, to college, to husbands…

I’ll have plenty of time to read then.

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