Despite being so awkwardly shy and introverted by nature, I happen to be a pretty chatty gal. Talk, talk, talk I always seem to have something to say whether something needs to be said or not.
Took getting two wisdom teeth pulled and my jaw swollen shut for me to realize how emotionally draining all of that chatter is. Although it sort of feels like a man with smelly gloves took a drill to my mouth and then sewed it back together (oh, wait...), I am so, unbelievably relaxed. (The pain pills deserve a little bit of credit for that as well.)
It required a little effort but by the time the novocaine wore off and I could feel my tongue again I had found some non-verbal ways to communicate effectively with my family. By not talking I am a better listener. Through silence, I can say so much more.
Plus, my child thinks it's hilarious that I am reminding her to use her manners in sign language. She has taken to not saying "please" for kicks...
So as I sit here in my kitchen, listening to Bean boss her toys around, I am overwhelmed with gratitude. Today I am thankful for the underrated joy of saying nothing.
simply an amazing writer...
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