January 4, 2014
Living alone with an affectionate, adventurous cat suits me more and more. I have the privilege of comfort and contentment. I have full freedom of choosing my own path; choosing everyday to focus on what matters to me. I can meditate in silence. I can go out according to my whims. I connect with friends within the luxury of time. I can write without disruption of my thoughts. I remember what I'm missing, though. In marriage, there was a shared ritual that shaped a life. A sense of "being" enhanced by witnessing and caring for one another; more than oneself.