It is so quiet at night. When the four boys are asleep, with Horatio gone, once I shut the tv off, the silence is shocking.
Last night, it was so quiet, I could hear the snowflakes hit the windowpanes.
The days are long, but the weeks go by quickly. It is nice to have someone to miss, but not easy to have that missing piece, every day.
I can relate to this. The silence at my house is deafening.