Quiet

It's been a long time since I've written here and much has happened that I probably should take a few moments to relay, but tonight I'm thinking about one thing. Quiet. It's not complete. I can hear the children breathing deeply as they sleep in their little beds, and I can hear the occasional car go by outside. Upstairs, there is no fighting tonight. No angry doors slamming after stomping feet. No drunken stumbling down the stairs. No spoiled child riding her bike back and forth above our heads at two o'clock in the morning.

Tonight our home is quiet. Peaceful. Because our upstairs neighbors have moved out.

I'm not certain what kind of people will move in over the next few weeks. I'm hopeful, though, that our landlords will choose wisely. For now, though, I'll be enjoying having this house all to ourselves.