Monday, June 20, 2005

A week ago I awoke to find that my voice had gone, totally, even whispering would only start a coughing fit. A marathon week of a meeting, visit with our grandson, a quick trip to Jackson Hole for a funeral service, and services on Sunday in Rock Springs and Eden together with a cold left me voiceless. First thing I learned was - I talk more than I listen (big surprise to my friends LOL). It has been a good time - listening and knowing that I cannot respond. This caused me to listen more fully without preparing my response as the person is talking.
Now I am recovered - will I continue to live the learnings?