My much loved, cousin (in-law) passed away this past weekend. Although we technically were not related anymore (by divorce), Janice and I stayed friends all these years. She was smart and silly, and happy and loving. The best of all worlds.
It got me thinking about life and on a reflection I made, just about a year ago.
Rest in peace, dear Janice. You were greatly loved, and will be missed tremendously!
I was thinking today about life. How each and every one of us has a very individual life, despite what we may share with family and friends.
I’ve had some moments, some times in my life, that I went through alone, with no one beside me. Be it a shopping trip, or a plane ride to see someone, or even going off to grocery shop, and stopping for a meal alone. Or even more challenging times.
The experiences are singular and we alone have the memories.
Some people might not like that idea. They’re very group oriented. And yet, it is the sweetness of our individuality, that can actually enrich our relationships with other people.
I value my alone time. My quiet time. I like to read, or write, or maybe cook something wonderful. But it’s during this time that my soul’s internal batteries recharge.
I think I was 7 or 8 years old when I realized I really liked being off by myself. Back then it was perfectly fine for your kid to ride their bike all around town. And I did.
I rode to the local convenience store. Often getting bread, milk and cigarettes for my mother. Then riding home. Sometimes I rode to the beach and sat on the jetties watching the ocean.
On some occasions I had company, but more often then not I was alone. And that was just fine.
Looking back I realize the importance of learning to be alone. I never realized it until I was well into my 50’s.
Love yourself. Be happy with yourself, and the world will be full of adventures. Alone or with those you love!