It’s not quiet.
The mind is a funny thing -- creating sounds to match the faces, the instruments, the movements, the emotions.
To tell me you can’t hear it too?
(for the record, I was the only adult remaining outside after 20 minutes of this)
(oh yes you can, I know you can hear those birds)
(in case you can’t hear it… that is the sound of another load of laundry)
While deafness separates you from the daily noise of the world; I find that it is not the music, television, phone, radio, announcements, plays, movies, waves, thunder (and a million other amazing sounds) that I miss.
Instead… it’s the words.
Helen Keller said it best when asked if she would chose to be deaf or blind:
“Blindness separates you from things, deafness separates you from people”
And rather than inspiring a pity party (because I can assure you they are rare around here, though all guests must bring chocolate), it makes me grateful to be alive now.
When I lost my hearing… I found comfort in words.
And thirty (cough cough) years later, I still find comfort in words.
Mr. Daddy had it right when he said that this levels the playing field. It allows me to be part of the conversations around me and to feel less apart for lack of a better word. I don’t have to struggle to understand what someone is saying, missing the punchline and pretending it was funny.
And the words back? Are a treasure.
Laughter and tears often from the same comment. You guys are amazing.
That last post? Wasn’t meant to be a downer. Just to show how different life can be for someone who doesn’t hear.
And this post? Was meant to show how very much we can be the same.
Thank you for including me friends.
Now, looking back at those pictures… do y’all realize what a NOISY life I have for a deaf person??? ;)