Yesterday, I was thinking about what it would be like spending the afternoon on a river- facing bench across the 78th Street bridge. These were late night thoughts and late night sadnesses. There was sadness in the thought; I couldn’t do so without missing Burt who frequently sat with me on that bench. It hadContinue reading “Sitting in the sun”
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Loneliness
Loneliness is not just about being alone. I am lonely, not because I lack for company and friends, but because I miss Burt’s company. I love my friends. I am grateful to have them with me. I am fortunate to have them in my life. I enjoy our conversations, our outings, the time we share.Continue reading “Loneliness”
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