After weeks and weeks of nonstop coming and going and friends and children and childrens' friends and nonstop comings and goings?
It's quiet. Very, very quiet.
The Boy is back in the Middle East. The Girl is back at school.
And GG and I are here to guard the fort.
Which is quiet, and now stays clean for days on end, and feels big and lonely and in need of color and energy and stuff that apparently GG and I don't bring to it.
I guess this is really the calm after the storm, huh?
Turns out I miss the storm. Even if it was unpredictable and a little harrowing at times.
It's quiet. Very, very quiet.
The Boy is back in the Middle East. The Girl is back at school.
And GG and I are here to guard the fort.
Which is quiet, and now stays clean for days on end, and feels big and lonely and in need of color and energy and stuff that apparently GG and I don't bring to it.
I guess this is really the calm after the storm, huh?
Turns out I miss the storm. Even if it was unpredictable and a little harrowing at times.
I think post-holiday quiet, while a bit of a relief, can also feel like a roaring absence. I always find post-Christmas hard, and January feels long.
ReplyDeleteAnd, hi! It's been a while!
Hello, lady! I've been reading your work but just haven't commented in awhile. Sounds like things are going very well in your world, which is exactly as it should be. :)
ReplyDeletePost-Christmas is definitely the calm after the holiday storm. I think the strangest moment is taking down all of the decorations..and seeing the house bare once again. It always feels a little sad to me, and usually inspires me to go find a cool throw rug or new, colorful pillows for the couch or something to brighten things up.