As the mother of a three year old and as the wife of a man, I tend to be on the go quite a bit. From the time I wake up in the morning at a truly indecent hour until the time I go to bed at night, there is a lot of noise. As much as I love the sound of my daughter’s voice, I long for just a moment of silence.
I love my family and friends more than I can ever express, but I am also a person who craves quiet like some people crave chocolate (I crave that too, by the way). Anyone who really knows me knows that I reach a point where I get “peopled out”. And as my little sister used to say “I need a piece of quiet”.
When life starts to feel like a tug of war with everyone pulling me in different directions, the stillness helps me to regain my balance, figure out my thoughts on something, and most importantly hear the Voice that I need to hear the most to keep things in their proper perspective. If I am too busy or have too many external things going on, I quit hearing His voice and that’s usually when a meltdown will occur.
So, today as I feel my frustration level starting to rise, I am reminding myself to carve out a piece of quiet for myself. For me, it’s the best thing I can do for my family and myself and if it means that Caroline has time to completely destroy her playroom, well then so be it. The quiet restores my soul and ultimately helps me be a more patient mother, wife and friend.