The house is empty, except for me and the two dogs. They are probably sleeping in a closet or on my bed....maybe, definitely. Rich is drilling - I'm alone.
Actually, our youngest son moved away last weekend and for a couple of days, before Rich left for his business trip, for the FIRST time ever....Rich and I experienced what it feels like to live together....alone...just the two of us.
It.Felt.Weird!
The house felt empty and sad...then again, I think it was just us that felt empty and sad. Our home has always been full, or occupied. Voices, laughing, tears, yelling, chatter, questions, answers, hugs. Now....silence. It may take a while to get comfortable with this new feeling; before the place fills up again in a month.
Anywhooo...so Rich traveled this past week for a few days leaving me ALONE.
And I was Ok!
In the past I had real emotional issues with being alone. I think my anxiety and fear of loneliness, of being with myself...by myself....and fighting the demons of grief....has faded.
Today, I feel .... well, I feel just fine. Maybe a little bored with Rich at drill, but I'm not cowered in the corner in tears and my heart in my throat.
It feels wonderful to be at a place I never thought I could reach about 4 1/2 years ago when I started this blog. I'm not sure when I evolved...only that I did and I am so happy.
Did you read that??? I am happy!
Peace!
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