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.
Untipsyteacher 
Beautiful pictures and words, Wendy! I've been quietly walking alongside you on my sober journey for a few years now. Thank you for helping me remember to look for the grace and beauty that's around me everyday! Your photos are amazing.
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Hi Julie! Thank you SO much! I am so glad I don’t drink anymore! Taking photos has really helped me heal, and look more closely at things! Much Love! xo
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I love this – the photos and your description of the experience. To befriend the silence is what I am trying to consciously invite into my life.
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Thank you, Leslie! xo
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