By Susan "Honey" Good
“I love the silence of the night” ~Penelope
Have you ever wondered, darlings, how many of your friends are awake at three in the morning? Have you ever wondered the amount of communicating you can accomplish in the early morning hours?
I found out… a lot!
I will never forget the online back and forth conversations that took place with seven of my girlfriends in the wee hours of the morning. I can recall the chatter vividly, word by word, especially the quote (above) written by my girlfriend, Penelope.
Here is my story, darlings.
In the middle of the night, around 3:00 a.m., I found myself wide-awake. I had jet lag. I climbed out of our bed so as not to disturb my husband, Shelly. I walked into our den and curled up on the couch with my pooch, Orchid, who naturally followed, and began typing emails to seven of my girlfriends. I was killing time and knew this would save me an hour or more with the back and forth the following day.
After finishing up the emails, I closed my laptop, opened an Architectural Digest and began scanning the pages.
Within minutes I heard my computer… bing… bing… bing… bing… bing… bing… bing!
I reached for my laptop, opened it, and could not believe my eyes! All seven of my friends were awake and answering me! Not only were they wide-awake, but they were online, too!
Smiling, I began to read each email. And then, I emailed them back with… “I cannot believe you are up and emailing me! Why are you awake?”
All types of answers came back.
“I am nocturnal. I am up every night at this hour. Why are you awake?” asked one friend.
“I have house guests coming today and my mind is racing…where to go…what to do? Why are you up?” commented another girlfriend.
Yet another friend responded, “I have a back-ache from working out too hard. It woke me. Why are you up?”
“Call me. I will tell you!” My divorceé friend, wrote back. She doesn't have a sleeping husband to contend with. And so, I called her back and we talked for an hour... at 3:00 a.m.!
“My husband is snoring so loud! I hope my bags are from sleepless nights and not my age! So much fun to be emailing with you! Why are you up?” wrote another friend.
"I have jet lag. This is going to last for a few weeks! You must be jet lagged, too? Is that why you are up?” asked another girlfriend who had recently been traveling as well.
In the course of the back and forth chatter between the six of us I was left with the seventh email from Penelope. She wrote simply, "I love the silence of the night.”
Upon reading her words I felt my body relax and I went into a sublime ‘thinking mode.’ Why?
Because, I believe alone in our silence we have the opportunity to listen to our mind churn out our thoughts. For me ‘the silence of the night’ permits me to do some of my best thinking. It is hushed yet forceful and reflective and often brings me into surprising, wonderful, and necessary answers.
And when you are burning the midnight oil, I suggest you, like Penelope and me, “love the silence of the night.” Some glorious and introspective thoughts may come to mind. It's no surprise, darlings, we women are so busy by day that by night, as the world stills, our thoughts race. Which is why like-minded, late-night girlfriends are such a blessing!