Part
 of the reason I was so on edge yesterday is that I was feeling very 
alone. The full weight of being a very single parent of a very active 
two-year-old.  I wanted to take Grace to the nature center to go walking
 through the woods. I invited The Runner but he had other stuff going 
on. I invited 2 other friends and they did not answer or return my call,
 so we went on our walk through the woods. It felt great to get some 
fresh air with Grace but it also felt empty. Even now I still feel like 
I’m on an island. The Ground Hog’s day phenomena mentioned below being 
part of what keeps me separate from everyone else.
So
 I sulked all day (as mentioned below). Feeling the whole emptiness of 
being alone.  Feeling completely hollow inside. Knowing that I have only
 two choices 1) drown in this feeling or 2) come up with a plan and make
 it better (Hey Jude, make it better!).  So I am choosing number 2. 
Except in this case, rather than a tangible plan that I can execute with
 my customary persistence, I need to embrace being alone.  Not to 
register it as lonely but to register it as living my life. Find the 
fullness in my life as it is.
Part
 of why I am so upset about The Runner is that I do want a relationship.
 To help fill that void I feel of being alone. But that isn’t his 
responsiblity to fill. Or anyone else. It is on me.
I
 don’t know exactly how yet. I focus on Grace but sometimes it is 
exhausting try to engage with a 2 year old who either doesn’t want to 
engage with you or frequently engages in the opposite way that you’d 
like!  But my perspective needs a wake up call that being alone does not
 mean being on an island.
The
 reason I know I’m not really on an island: both friends got in touch 
later saying they would love to go on the walk but missed the call when 
it came in and got the message too late. They would have walked with us.
 We weren’t walking alone after all.
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