It is so Quiet

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Well, the children, and their children have all gone. Returned to their homes so far away.

And, slowly things will return to normalcy. I'll be able to sit in my chair because it will be empty when I want it. And, I'll be able to watch the television channel that I prefer because no one will be playing a video game on it. And, I'll be able to run around the house in my skivvies because no one will be here to laugh at my pot belly. And, I'll be able to cuss when I get mad because there will be no virgin ears to hear. And, I'll be able to shower almost for as long as I like because the hot water will not run dry. And, I'll be able to use the bathroom without locking the door because there will be no one walkning in on me.

You know, one tends to become spoiled and selfish when living alone, away from friends and family. And, once you become spoiled and selfish, it is very difficult to see what you are, and return to what you should be.

So, to some extent, I have learned that. And, I'll miss a bit of the children wanting to sit on my lap as I'm trying to relax in a chair that I usually don't sit in. And, I'll miss a bit of playing ball with the child on a cold and windy day. And I'll miss a bit of the children crying because they don't feel well, or because they can't have their way. And, I'll miss for a bit dirty, smelly diapers, and stepping around matchbox toys left on the floor.

But, I'll miss even more that grin from an infant grand daughter held in my arms as she wonders just who I am.

And, sometimes I wonder myself just who I am, as I sit on the Thought Dock.
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