Please...Not The Silent Treatment
A few weeks ago I was sitting down with my parents after I had gone over to cut their lawn. It was a beautiful day as we sat out on the their back patio. Unfortunately, the beautiful day was punctuated by my voice, as I have learned I have to speak at a decibel level a little higher than I am accustomed to! I’m okay with that, as well as the repetitions of phrases and topics that come with their advanced age. What sometimes shatters the tranquility of it all is the sudden change of topical direction. It reminds me of my iTunes library when I listen to it on Songs/Shuffle. I go from James Taylor's Country Road - Live, to AC/DC's Back in Black , some version of Amazing Grace (that’s right, I typed Amazing Grace) , and back to Genesis’ You Might Recall ! Musical whiplash! Well, it was the same thing this particular afternoon. We talked about my stepfather’s daughters, my mother’s health and doctor’s appointments, and how she ached t...