I have to admit that I never used to think about what life would be like after the kids left home, after we retired. I just knew that I had strong feelings about the person who would say that after they retired they would travel,etc,. and then a month
after they retired, they died, never to do the things they dreamed about. Having a plan works, but acting on it doesn'r always happen. Now, traveling with my spouse,isn't always a good plan. Taking short by myself vacations work up to a point. Being alone
works for some people. I think that I could get used to being alone. Especially on days when Noodle follows me every where I go in the house and Bob sits where he can watch the bathroom door when I am in the bathroom. Or , when I sarcastically said, after
he has stood in the doorway of our galley kitchen watching me peel potatoes, " why dont you go get a chair and sit down while you watch me," and he did. I know being alone after being a help mate for a long time ,leaves gaps in a life, but there are moments
when alone really sounds good. I've watched recently alone people make a life for themselves. They each do it differently, they each have a lot of readjusting to do, they each are sad about their loss, but they are so resilient , so strong, so determined to
have a life, even if it is different then what they thought they would have, gives me hope that when I am alone, I will be as self determined , as focused on making an alone life for myself, not becoming self absorbed, but actually living and finding that
I can be happy alone.I think I am having these thoughts because I am reading a book by Sheryl Sandberg called "Option B". I better go back to cook books.