I’m alone and I’m lonely.
In my aloneness I’m getting some stuff done that I’ve been too busy or tired to do. That is wonderful.
In my loneliness I find myself worrying about the past and the future.
Will we ever get to travel? Will the cancer recur for the umpteenth time?
We have an anniversary in September that I would like to plan but it has to be cancellable ( is that even a word?!?!). No more losing money due to infections.
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