Sound of a ticking clock
For want of a better title... as nothing could describe the silence that was there for a few minutes today between wash up and dinner, it was a sound my ears had forgotten.
At first I felt a loud ticking and wondered what was going to conk off. On looking around the room my eyes stopped at one of my oldest possessions, a wall clock.
Growing up I used to hate the sound of it when I would try to sleep even, its too eerie for me I would think. Its like life is passing my with every tick, I would say.
But after years of non-stop chatter, running, crying, tantrums it was such a welcome sound!
The few minutes with this sound took me back to the time I actually hated hearing it, till I was brought back to reality with "what's for dinner!" "I want...." "I don't..."
It was a surprise visit of an old acquaintance and I welcomed the few moments with it. But thinking back, I don't want to hear that sound often, I am happy with the chatter, the banter, the crying, and yelling and screaming!!
What is wrong with me.... have I become that mom!!
How does your empty time pass you by?? Or are you too becoming a mom!!!
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