Disclosure: I am not following April the giraffe, but many are.
Baseball season has started. Sorta. Opening Day for the White Sox was post-poned until Tuesday. Rain.
Rain. And more Rain.
I have not turned on any external sound and until daughter walked in a few minutes ago, nothing
but the sound of upstairs neighbors clanging about; their dog barking, their baby crying, my dog making whatever sound she makes, and the cat's meowing.
That (not turning on music, news, TV external sound) might not seem like a big deal to some but for me? HUGE. But, I'm trying this new thing, you may have heard of it, sitting in silence. Well, relative silence. Upstairs neighbors and pets aside.
Did you know that April is National Poetry Month? The actor (my son) was a performance poet first. He began in his second year of high school, charter member of the the school's Spoken Word Club. He doesn't write poetry much anymore and hasn't been to an open mic (as a performer) in years but he is still quite poetic in his thinking.
Every now an again a stranger leads with an act of kindness and literally stuns me into silence.
Such a thing happened today. To the lady who offered me her pink umbrella for my walk to the bus stop, THANK YOU.
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