Blessed Peace

Image By: Sandra Saxon Burnsed

I can hear the bookbags hitting the floor along with the stomping feet of children upstairs as the get back from school. The relative peace and quiet of the day has given way to the pounding of little feet on my ceiling. But it’s the price you pay to live in a multi-family apartment where all the old folks live downstairs and most of the families are upstairs. I may have picked a different place to live had I realized the noise I hear till well after 10 pm. But considering it’s the newest complex in the area with a completely refurnished kitchen, laundry room, and re-covered floors.
 
 But pretty soon most of the kids will be outside in the apartments gated playground. So I do get a bit of a reprieve until the sun goes down. It does my heart good to see kids playing outside. I was beginning to wonder if my own children were the last to play outside. Growing up before the internet, video games, and social media stole their young minds. But I would be a hypocrite if I said my mind hasn’t been sucked into the vortex of social media. With not much to do but stare at the four walls, social media has become my drug of choice.  

So I live in a bit of a conundrum where social media keeps me in touch with the rest of the world. While my time spent exploring my own head draws in a bit of inner peace. I do my best to merge the two worlds, posting and interacting with friends across the world. While doing my best to maintain a positive attitude through my words and actions. So it is possible to live in both worlds, one with its relentless noise and another with its inner peace. No one is an island. We evolved into social creatures. So there has to be a balance between the world of uncontrollable chaos and a world of quiet reflection and thus granting us blessed peace.