My Dear Child, You say you cannot hear my voice, when you ask me for direction. Know that every day I am giddy with excitement in the ways I have planned to speak to you. I am there, with you, always. Waiting to be heard. It's been said that I am boring, but rather the world has lost it's sense of wonder and awe. I am in the chirp of a robin, the rays of a sunrise, the smile of a stranger. I am in the cry of a newborn, the tears at a funeral, and the joy at a wedding. I am there always, if you knew how to be silent. When you come home from work, I plan to inspire you while you cook supper. Instead, you turn on the radio, so I sit back and watch quietly. You keep telling me you'd like to wake up earlier and take the dog for a walk. I have so many things I'd like to show you in the mornings, if you'd stop hitting snooze. You tried to grow closer to me by cancelling your cable, great move on your part. But replacing it with Netfl