There’s something to be said for being alone. I get an hour or so per day ...
Birds are awake here.
As military wife at the tender age of 17, I learned how to be alone. Later, my baby filled my hours, then two children, and always, in between, I was alone. It’s time to not be, though, as age is becoming a concern. Not a big concern, but still, I feel like it’s time to be close to family, though I’m not sure I’d want to move in with them for any length of time. ;o]