Why haven’t I posted for a few weeks? Because I’ve been too busy. My life hasn’t been simple and periods of silence and solitude have been brief. That’s the way life is sometimes; I’m looking forward to a day to myself on Monday. My Day is what I call it.
My busyness has been rewarding and necessary. I visited Bob, a 93 year old church friend, just 24 hours before he died. I visited my best friend and my sister in Connecticut. I had lunch with a long time friends. Today I am involved with Bob’s memorial service. My daughter and her husband are visiting and we will have dinner at the Wayside Inn tonight.
I love silence, solitude, and simplicity, but I am not a hermit.
My busyness has been rewarding and necessary. I visited Bob, a 93 year old church friend, just 24 hours before he died. I visited my best friend and my sister in Connecticut. I had lunch with a long time friends. Today I am involved with Bob’s memorial service. My daughter and her husband are visiting and we will have dinner at the Wayside Inn tonight.
I love silence, solitude, and simplicity, but I am not a hermit.