That was disturbing news, particularly since my hearing is so connected to my “seeing” and how I perceive the world around me. I have learned to “see” through my sense of touch, taste, and smell, but primarily through my ability to hear. To be honest, this news from the doctor was difficult; I will have to use hearing aids one day, but that is a bridge to cross later. For now, I am just thankful for what I have, and I am thinking of this news as a refresher course in not taking anything for granted. I am now even more aware of the sweet voices of my little granddaughters.

This experience has brought into focus how much we let the noise of life distract us from really “seeing” and “hearing” what is important. Even in prayer, I realized that just being totally quiet with the Lord for even a few minutes—to let Him speak to me interiorly (instead of me doing most of the talking)—is how I am present with Him. If I listen, He can show me what He wants to tell me.