My Grandma Edith was such a sweet little lady. She never spoke a harsh word about anyone and I often wondered how she kept her saintly disposition.
“Maybe her hearing is bad”, I sometimes thought. Maybe she can’t hear what’s being said or what tone is being used. Surely she would at least side eye someone or show a look of disappointment and disapproval when all hell was breaking loose....but she never did. No daggers, no digs, nothing.
Same when it came to gossip.
She wouldn’t utter a word.
It wasn’t until I was well into my twenties that I realized 𝐸𝓍𝒶𝒸𝓉𝓁𝓎 what she was doing.
She could hear just fine! She just sat and took it all in. Hands folded gently in her lap and a gentle closed mouth smile across her face. Keeping her thoughts, her words and her reaction to herself.
Take a lesson from my Grandma the next time things get tense or when you’re feeling like spreading that gossip about your neighbor’s sister that you just heard. It feels darn good to be the person who isn’t talking sometimes and your silence will speak volumes.