I drove home tonight
I walked into a quiet, sleeping house.
I picked up the cold dinner they left for me and heated it
I ate it, standing up in the kitchen
It wasn't as painful as it used to be at first. I'm starting to get used to is. I don't think I'll ever be okay with being alone. I don't think the pain gets any better.
I think that most of our lives we will spend alone.
I came to that realization this year.
I stand before God Alone.
He judges me alone.
The people and the things that I love
will all be taken away from me one day.
On that day, I will die and take nothing with me.
It should not come as a surprise to me that I am sitting here typing these words and I am alone in the house that I call home.
I'm not talking to anyone.
I'm just being ALONE.
(P.S. Have you read this book, "My Many Colored Days" by Dr. Suess? I love that book so much. It is one of my all time favorites. It is a comfort to me when I am confused, but mostly when I am lonely.)