The Color GOLDEN

I have never in my life appreciated SILENCE as much as I do at age 53. God truly gave us 2 ears and 1 tongue so we could LISTEN twice as much as we speak. It is exhausting (to me) to be in the midst of incessant chatter/talk all around me - ALL DAY LONG. Some of it work-related, some not.  But ceaseless conversation and noise - ALL DAY LONG.   There is NEVER a quiet moment. I can't listen to hear myself speak, much less think! And don't get me started on how the sound of a ringing phone affects me. Bottom line - my nerves are completely shot. After working autonomously in what was usually a one-on-one environment for more than 25 years - I have learned I could NEVER have been what my mother always wanted her kids to be (and two of three were) - a teacher. How one person corrals 25+ kids in one room and maintains some semblance of order is beyond my total comprehension. It felt good to express these feelings in silence - without hearing a sound, other than the pecking of my own fingers on the keyboard. Silence has never been as calming to me as NOW – in my old age.  SilenceIsGolden...  Golden, I tell you.