Silence....

Awe the joy of silence. Tonight I have treated myself to a roaring fire, a glass of wine (almost said bottle...that would have been the old me) some fresh bread and a hunk of cheese (the old me would have had a Hunk to go with it). The TV is silent and the only noise I hear is is the hissing of the wood and the howling of the wind. Now this is almost nirvana after the last few days. I almost feel sad that I am enjoying my solitude...but then I get over it.
Yesterday I had a conversation with a very dear friend who is like a daughter to me. It seems that all of a sudden our roles have reversed. She used to be the quiet one, content to stand in the background and absorb what was taking place in front of her. Me, I was the one taking place! Me who never missed a party, was the life of the party and life was a party. I used to try to coax her out, come join the fun. "No, I will just watch"... So watch me she did. Now it is her time, her saying to me...come on join the fun. With me replying....no not tonight maybe next time. She is the life of the party now and the party wants her. Wow, how did this happen? Is this part of the CHANGE???? If so I am OK... I have had so many noisy nights in my life the quiet sounds really good for a change.........and I know where the party is if I should change my mind!