Today is a day of quiet. Sometimes, I don’t do so well in the silence, and sometimes it is exactly what I need. I am determined that today’s quiet will be calming and healing. Because this wasn’t always a problem for me–it is one of the things that came with the pcos, and it is one of the things I hate the most about  being sick. So I am gathering up my weapons to fight off the evil voices in my head: there will be art, and beautiful music, and a ramble in the blogsphere. And fun toe socks, and retelling fairy tales, and prayer. Because the world is still here, and it is still beautiful; God is still here, and He is good.