When you think about it, we all are really alone. We live within each of our own realities. Interpretations of the same thing seen in infinite ways. We live with our own pains and joys. Things that may be insignificant to everyone else holds a special place in your heart or mind.

Alone. That is how I feel sometimes. But I’ve grown to feel more comfortable in that space. It might sound strange to the people around me because I’m usually with people. I’m happily married, I have loving kids who visit and call often. I work in a large company and I’m blessed with many good and great friends.

So why would I feel alone? Well, one can feel alone for many reasons and at many stages of life. I felt very alone when my father died when I was nine. When my better half and I have struggled I’ve felt alone. When my mom died I felt alone again. When the children grew up and went to college and moved out after that I felt alone.

When I drive to work I’m alone. When you go in for surgery you are alone. A lot of times now I work alone at the job that pays the bills. When I’m writing I’m usually alone. Most of my professional friends have retired or moved on which leaves me alone.

I’ve felt alone at a concert with tens of thousands of people because I can become lost so much in the music that I feel like I’m the only one there the band is playing for.

I’m alone in my basement working a lot. The random thoughts I have are alone unless I write them down or verbalize them. I’m alone on the roof when I clean gutters. When I drive home early on a Christmas or Thanksgiving holiday from work I’m almost all alone on the highway.

At least I always know there are good people there for me when I’m not alone. That is a great thing to have.

Random Thoughts of the Day

• I’ve been very productive today.
• It was a nice night to drive with the top down.
• My exercise includes charging my better half’s “Fitbit”
• So much sports to watch, so little time.
• I’m going to wake tomorrow by the voice of an infant. Isn’t life grand.