Day Four: Silence

Dinner was spent in silence.
I feel my resistance weakening.

A strong part of me just wants to tackle him.
Snuggle.
Feel comforted.

But I certainly don't want our relationship
to back to "normal" . . .
after ten years, I'm afraid normalcy
would be oh too easy to slip into.

No. I want real solutions this time.
And I must be patient.

If we had children,
I believe they would be oblivious.
Perhaps Twin B would bring home school portraits
about this time of year.
I would hold his 1st grade picture
up to his K picture in the hall
and marvel at how much he has changed in a simple year.

I believe my partner would join me.

We'd look at the pictures,
then I would walk off.
For the first in our relationship,
I believe he would walk through the hall,
look wistfully and dust the frames.

In silence.

For the first time in my life, I believe
I am communicating more with silence
than I ever have with words.

I believe that if we were silent,
our attention would be devoted more to our children
and our home would be happier.

And if this were true,
I may never want to break the silence.

Is it true that women _do_ have more power in silence?
Do people listen more when she isn't saying anything?