Day I

So I have sound in this first day, it was as hard as I thought it was. Part of me felt horrid this morning at church though. Why? Because there were those at church that I know didn't know about it, or forgot about it, to which tried to talk to me, and I could not talk to in reply, I felt as though I can off rude, and that's far from what I wanted. So to those that are reading this and thought that, I hope you can understand it and not take it to heart. As I 'said' today was in no means easy, not being able to joke around or chit chat with my mom and brother, was oddly hard, sitting around just saying nothing to them was rather odd to me. On the brother note, he makes me want to laugh, when I told him of this idea he said "So a week of you not talking? yay." and then last night I tried to 'talk' to him by using my hands, and he got rather upset, maybe because it was hard to understand it, then this morning and on, he was annoyed that I tried to 'talk' to him by writing things down, so he is leaving me little else to do, which bothers me but what can I do? I will just hope that he will get past it or Ill do my best not to 'talk' to him this week, which will be oddly sad. I also found it funny, how one of the people who works at Starbucks [I go there to write at night] noticed I wasn't talking and asked why, he also seemed rather surprised in me 'sacrifice' [as he called it]. In saying that, I want to thank all the people who are supporting me, it means more to me then you all could know. There is a quote from A Knights Tale that has been stuck in my head since I started even thinking about doing this it goes "In Greece he spent a year in silence just to better understand the sound of a whisper.". I am doing this for myself as much as to raise money for others. I hope to better hear a whisper, be it an unsaid whisper from a friend or loved one, whom is in need of something or the 'whisper' to which tells us right and wrong, & to truly treasure this voice of mine which I use too often on many accounts. A part of me, fears the rest of this weak, fears to fail and let all of you supporting me down, fears to annoy those around me, and fears that this will truly bring about nothing but a few dollars to help the missionaries. Thankfully though, the other part of me knows I am not alone in this, that I have others support and God behind me in this odd action. I end this in a selfish request, that all who read this will keep me in there prayers. I'll see you all tomorrow to update on how the days in silence go. Thank You All & All My Love.