Walking for 1097 Days
Estimated reading time: 11 minutes, 12 seconds
Home Alone
As I insert the key into the lock, I hear the soft click of the deadbolt echoing through the quiet hallway. The moment I step inside my cozy apartment, I embrace the warmth of my home. The comforting scent of my space fills my nostrils, and I take a deep breath, feeling the day’s weight slipping off my shoulders. My senses are immediately delighted by my home’s familiar sights and sounds, and I feel a sense of calm and tranquility. I head to the kitchen, where I eagerly prepare a nourishing bowl of granola, savoring every bite of the perfectly toasted oats, nuts, and dried fruit that fill my mouth. As I reflect on the simple pleasure of this moment, I am struck by how much I have come to appreciate the peace and solitude of my daily routine.
I enjoy the little things that bring me joy throughout my daily routine. But sometimes, I feel a deep longing for companionship, as reminded by a quote from “The Vaster Wilds: A Novel” by Lauren Groff – “To be alone and surviving is not the same as being alive.” Although loneliness can sometimes be overwhelming, I remind myself that I am the only one who can create happiness for me. Despite finding renewed purpose and fulfillment in my activities, I cannot help but yearn for the warmth and tenderness of a partner’s love. To experience love once again would be a blessing, allowing me to feel truly alive in a way that nothing else can.
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After almost 48 years, I recently lost my wife, Jan Lilien. Like The Little Prince, Jan and I believed that “The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart.” This blog is a collection of my random thoughts on love, grief, life, and all things considered.
