It is Black Friday. I am not a Black Friday shopper. The crowds and noise send me into overdrive, so I sit home and venture out when things are quieter.
Over the years, I have written several stories for the Chicken Soup collections. I love the whole concept of Chicken Soup for the Soul. Occasionally I want to suggest to the editors that they do a Chicken Soup for the Quiet Soul. My soul needs quiet. I suspect others do as well.
Though I love to be around friends and family, love church and other gatherings, when I come home, I am grateful for the quiet. My kitty and I curl up together and absorb the quiet, then we are ready for the world again.
Joy for today: breathing in quiet.