So last night I was alone. Alone in my house with only the animals crawling all over me. The kids were all spending the night at friends houses and I was alone. Such a strange thing, everyone was so worried about me being alone. Why? It can be scary to be alone with only your thoughts I suppose. And yet I found it so comforting. It was a time to think about my week, miss John, think about friends new and old, worry about my parents, plan the week ahead, and most importantly - talk with my God. No kids clinging or needing, no TV, no phones ringing (it was 11:00), no place to hurry off to, just me with my heart wide open. I was filled with a sense of peace. Being alone every once in awhile is a good thing - got to catch up with myself (and it may be awhile before it happens again). Hope you all enjoy your alone time!
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