Early Sunday Mornings

When are you most happy?

12/24/23

9:30 am

Early Sunday mornings.

That was always my favorite time of day and week.

The memories stem from when I was a wife and mother. We were a family of 6. Two adults and four children plus two cats.

I would get up a couple of hours early on Sundays just for the quiet.

I know most people like background noise or chatter but for myself, silence is music to my ears. The nothingness has always been a safe haven for my overwhelming thoughts, anxiety, and depression. It is always the calm before the chaos.

I would wake up, make coffee, walk around outside, feed the cats, and sometimes write. This was well before I got a laptop and still had to share a computer with my then husband. I would do most of the writing by hand on a legal pad so I could easily discard it later.

I would enjoy the mental relief it would bring. The releasing of the thoughts, anger, frustration, and sadness of my life then. The silence is where I confided my darkest thoughts and feelings. It was cathartic and how I survived everything.

It wouldn’t last long eventually I would hear one of the kids getting up. Then they would come shuffling into the living room and immediately turn on the television. The silence was broken.

The chaos of a large family was beginning.

I would put away my writing, make another cup of coffee, hug or kiss whoever it was and ask how many eggs or pancakes they wanted. The weekly Sunday morning breakfast was about to begin.

I knew once the smell of the turkey bacon, eggs, and syrup started wafting through the air the others would soon appear. My day as a wife and mother was to start all over again.

The rest of the day would be filled with busyness. Soccer games, birthday parties, family gatherings, shopping, chores, and sometimes movie weekends. We were constantly on the go when I wasn’t performing my military duties.

Nowadays, at the age of 53, I am a retired, single, empty nester. I still like my quiet Sunday mornings. There are no more big breakfasts to cook just my coffee, something simple to eat or cold pizza from the night before. The only chatter is from my cats wanting attention. I still write but now it’s either on my laptop at the dining table with shades open to the world or at my desktop in my crafting room.

Then the silence sometimes becomes too much so I turn on the television, tune it to an old sitcom from when I was a wife and mom, and turn it down low for background noise. Sometimes I turn on my Spotify playlist instead, depends on the mood.

If it’s a rainy like today, I just sit with my coffee and watch the raindrops fall. Enjoying the sound of Mother Nature quietly singing her song on this Sunday morning.

Thank you for stopping by.

Have a fabulous holiday and a wonderful week ahead!

Peace, love, happiness, and good vibes, always.

Suzanne