Well, that was last time I checked. Just last week, I was feeling all lonely and emotional and not really anticipating growing old alone. You know, when you have someone, it fills you up and gives color to your life. But as a single mom, you try to find love in many forms and from different sources–friends, family, children. You realize that you’ve got lots of love all around. But there are times when this is not enough. You long for companionship. Someone to talk to late at night.
It’s hard to be alone in your house with sleeping kids. I watch old movies when insomnia hits me then I would feel guilty about it because the sink still overflows with dishes. Actually, my life overflows with people, too, so it’s weird sometimes how I feel it, the absence of just one person. Just one man. And a ton of emotions coming in then poof, you feel depressed.
Sorry, my mind is kind of all over the place right now. Right now that I’m writing this. So I’ll just stop.
