When I started losing my hearing, I suffered in the silence, and the isolation it brought me.
One day my husband and I were walking in a city park, and we came upon a place,
Where it was truly silent. We could hear no cars, no planes, no people, just quiet.
And this made me happy. The sound of the quiet. I stood there with my husband for a minute, and I came to understand that sometimes silence is suffering,
And other times it’s a place where I can find healing peace.