My house is amazingly quiet this morning. I am alone in the house for the first time in two weeks. First I had my son home from Rice University for spring break, and then the next week my son from Texas A&M was home for his spring break. They did overlap for a couple of days so I had one Mass with all my children in the pew. It was glorious!
I am not sure why I am so aware of the silence this morning. My boys did a good job of sleeping until the crack of noon every day so I really didn’t hear a sound from them in the mornings. Yet this morning their absence is palpable. It was a great comfort to my heart to have them so close.
So as I work I am filling the silence with music and consoling my heart with prayer.