Quiet hum

It really is quiet here in the house.  All,  have returned to the routine of school & I'm at the dining room table with papers to file.

I couldn't do this while the kids were here because this is a quiet job.  I couldn't do this with them around because I wanted to be fully engaged with them.  Plus,  I really do hate having to tackle all this paper.  I'd much rather just let it pile up.  But then,  there is the frustration of having to find a slip of paper as the kids file their FAFSA & me,  my income tax.

Vacation was wonderful as we relaxed,  played games,  had movie marathons (we finally got to the Lord of the Rings Trilogy),  made snow angels &snowmen (sigh,  now that song is going to be in my head,  but it is a good song & I love when my girls sing it to each other) &  made LOTS of noise.  And now there's just a hum in the house.  A lovely hum combination of refridgerator & outside tractor (my neighbor is working on a tree that fell during the recent icestorm) making an underlying harmony with the song in my heart of this being my abode.

If I listen with my heart,  I can still hear the kids laughing with each other as they complain how long it takes to finish a game of Monopoly.  I'm reminded of the Psalmist song of "BE STILL".  I wonder if it's so we can hear the hum in our hearts.