- the morning is quiet thus far (save the beautiful songs of the birds that are singing, and the low creak/moan of the door of the boys' house around 7 that made me jump out of bed assuming it was 8am already (usually when I hear the door because Nathan is leaving to teach in the morning). My alarm clock is broken, but usually life here takes care of that problem for me :)
- quiet on the blog front usually means the opposite about life here - steady stream of visitors here to Bundi and a jam packed (like about 50 patients in a ward built for 25) Pediatric ward have meant little time/energy for writing. Thus the facade of quiet.
- yesterday morning I sought quiet in reading/listening/praying. The quiet found me and I surrendered.
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