Thoughts on living alone.

Living alone in a world full of people… Alone but not alone. Not lonely, but… well maybe sometimes. Not so much anymore. A while ago I was lonely all the time. Felt a hole in my chest, my stomach, my throat. Maybe I’ve just become used to it… but no, I don’t think that’s it. I think I feel better now. More human. Less dead. More connected with the living, with life. Now there’s some ‘joi de vivre’ in my heart. I really thought I would never be able to feel that again. But here it is …and I am so very grateful! Living without joy is hardly living at all. So that’s become my purpose now… to bring joy into people’s lives. To help them see the good in themselves. The beauty. The perfection. The love…