It was several weeks - perhaps months - before I could turn on the radio.
I couldn't bear to hear songs that reminded me of places I had been; I couldn't bear to hear new songs that Robb wouldn't hear.
I have spent a lot of time in silence. It's a gentle companion with plenty of room for me.
It's the invisible guest who needs plenty of time to talk.
I used to bring the party with me; now I bring the quiet.
Sometimes it's the safest place I know.