For the past week and a few days, I’ve been sharing most of my time with my dog, Gage.  Each of us handles our loneliness in different ways.  He becomes depressed and doesn’t eat when the master is gone.  I, on the other hand, have gone off my diet and consumed great quantities.  It’s a good thing the loneliness will end soon.

When I’m by myself, I tend to do a lot of internalizing.  I talk to myself, when I don’t talk to Gage.  I talk to God a lot, because I seem to forget to do that enough when I’m busy.  I think about things I should be doing to prepare for the holidays – money to be spent, when there isn’t much – putting up decorations, etc.  Busy work which will occupy the hours and keep me from feeling lonely. It is a time of contemplation and regrouping – a time that is good for each of us.

There truly are benefits to being alone.  You have complete control of the remote.  You can eat whatever and whenever you feel the need to.  You can wear your PJs and no makeup all day if you like.  You can get some of those tasks done that often interrupt of invade another’s space.  You can do some deep cleaning, paint a wall, find a project.

But there is nothing like having conversations – actual face to face connection with those you love.  This past week has included some of that, but when I come home, its to a lonely, empty space, devoid of another human being.

When it comes right down to it, I don’t like being alone.  I start to think what it would be like to be completely alone.  I start to imagine my life without my spouse and family, my church family and theatre community.  The thought of loss creeps into my thinking.  It turns quickly to depression and that’s when I need to talk to God.

God is always with us, even when we’re alone.  Think of these times as an opportunity to reconnect with the One who created you – the One who shaped your life and has it all mapped out for you – the One who has assured you of a future in eternity with a perfect body and life.

When my husband returns, there will be lots of talks about the hunt, the guys and their conversations, his connection to that place which draws him each year.  The silence of my aloneness will end.  Joy will fill my heart again and I will be glad for his company.  The stillness of alone time is good for a while, but it soon becomes old.  We need each other.

There is a time for all things, as Solomon so wisely states.  Each moment has a purpose to it.  Everything is in God’s hands and He is the director who pulls it all together. Trust in His plans for your life, and embrace the together times with as much gusto as the alone times.


About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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  1. I love my alone time… but only when my husband is in another part of the house. When he is traveling, I worry about his safety. And when he’s gone overnight, yikes! Our two dogs cling to me and I cling to them. The big dog wants to eat all day, the little dog doesn’t want to eat at all, and I do one or the other — I either eat too much, or too little.

    This is a great perspective, Kathy. I will bookmark it to read again when my husband is gone overnight.

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      Thanks for reading and commenting. My hubby has been gone for nine days and I miss him. I can’t imagine my life without him.

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      • Nine days is a long time! When wil he be coming back? I wish I could come over and spend some time with you while he is gone. Not that it would be the same as having him there.

        The longest that my husband was gone from home was when he was in ICU at the hospital after his motorcycle accident in 2014. He crashed on the interstate, at about 65 or 70 miles per hour. It’s a miracle he was not killed. I was with him in the hospital as much as I could be. But oh, that was a difficult time. My husband does not ride motorcycles anymore, although he still wants to. But he doesn’t, for my sake.

        I have prayed and asked God to take me to heaven first, before my husband, so that I don’t have to live without him. But only if it is God’s will, of course. So I completely understand what you mean about not wanting to face life without your husband.

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      • atimetoshare.me says:

        Thanks for your understanding. He’s coming home tomorrow ❤️

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  2. A small amount of alone time is a treasure….too much and it is not good. I did laugh about being in control of the remote!
    I often wonder how people do it when they lose a spouse. That has to be a huge giant hole in the fabric of life. No wonder God said that it wasn’t good for man to be alone. He truly created us to need each other.

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