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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