You don’t realize the noise someone’s energy makes until it is quiet.
I don’t mean the sounds of walking or breathing. Nor the coughs, the chuckles, or tapping of the foot.
I mean the sound of someone’s presence. The sound of them just being there.
It’s interesting how that kind of quiet amplifies your own presence.
Or makes you more aware of it.
It’s been quiet on the blog.
Because it’s been quiet in the house.
I’ve been away.
From the blog and from the house.
Granny has not been doing so well. She has been in the hospital for almost two weeks.
The last week at a hospital out of town.
I’ve been out of town with her.
I came home for a day.
To make sure the mundane tasks of living life don’t get away from me.
Her energy is still in the place, but it dissipates without her here.
I think the universe is giving me a test run. Preparing me for the day when it’s all gone.
She is improving, so I do believe it’s only a drill.
But in my gut, I also believe it may be the beginning of the final run.
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