Blissfully quiet.
The sound of a thousand thoughts no longer rattled. It was a quiet that reached down from the head to the toes; filling the body with calm. The muscles relaxed and the stomach unknotted. The headache left and the deep breaths returned.
In the quiet no thoughts came to distract. In the quiet the body could repair. In the quiet everything left and in its wake was a peaceful nothing.
Until a single thought wiggled through the quiet and squeeked:
“What should we have for dinner?”
Hi Erica,
Have a great “memorial”
Day. Check the spelling
of “quiet” in your 3rd sentence.
Love you.
Grandpa Joe
Sent from outer space.
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Thanks 🙂
LOL! A stomach will have its way! 🙂
I felt so relaxed reading this. I feel like this sometimes. Thank you for sharing.
I’m glad 🙂 I love this feeling too. Thank you for reading