I wonder...
if there is anybody in this whole world as lonely as I am right now? And yet how lucky I am to have all that I do. My body isn't "hot" or young, and all my joints ache terribly, but I can stand and walk, even these throbbing hands can type. I learned how much to appreciate electricity when we lost it for five days last month. It got down to 49 degrees F in here, and even I was cold. I have delicious food, fresh water to drink and bathe in, lots of little luxuries and extras. But this all alone thing is fairly new to me, and so much harder than I knew. And if my husband could leave me like this, how will I ever trust anyone again?