Silence . . .

I can't sleep.  It's the third night in a row I have woken up at 3AM exactly.  I tossed and turned for a while this AM and then decided to get up and get something done.  I have been sitting here for 20 minutes twisting and bending my mind, trying to figure out what to write today.  Blank.  My mind is blank. Then it came to me there are so many times to be silent.  For example, yesterday I went to Harvey's classroom to pick him up.  "Hi Harvey."  In a very mad tone, "What are you doing here?!?!  I'm going to after-school-care today!"  I smiled, remained silent, left him in his class and went to pick up Murphy and Teddy.  A few minutes later I went back to Harvey's classroom and started over, "Hi Harvey."  In a much sweeter tone, "Hi Mommy.  Am I going to after-school-care today?"

I had a party at my house a month or so ago.  A guest at my house told me I shouldn't ever grown my hair out long because it doesn't look good.  My response, silence and I held her eye contact a little longer than I should have.

I think there is a lot I don't know about using a silent moment in my communication.  There is much more for me to explore here.  Onward and upward . . . without words.