The house is quiet. So quiet I can hear the low hum of the furnace in the basement and the hiss of the Keurig as it heats water in the kitchen. It’s a rare moment when both kids are content to play and read quietly by themselves. A drastic, but welcome change from the past week of noise, bickering, and jumping off the walls. The cabin fever has subsided for a brief thirty minutes.
The adults take advantage of the peace that is in scarce supply during the holiday break from school. Painting, reading, nodding off for a minute or two. The patter of the raindrops hitting the windows is soothing white noise ushering me to a quick cat nap. It’s a nice way to spend part of a rainy New Year’s Eve afternoon.
“Cece stop!” “Fine, then I’m not playing!”
Jolted awake by the return of sibling quarrels over nothing of consequence. It was nice while it lasted.
Dan Hauk 