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.

4 thoughts on “Silence

  1. 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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