For years, my excuse for not writing more was that I did not like doing things alone. Writing, I was not alone in realizing, is what most people do alone, and I thought I would only enjoy writing if I collaborated with other people.
However, for seven-and-a-half years (which I, alone, am counting), I have been writing this daily blog alone. Actually the lone exception to that is when my then-boyfriend, now-husband Michael wrote two blog posts alone when I was having open heart surgery four years ago (here and here). In the past, when I had heart-related surgery I felt very alone, but that time I did not feel alone at all.
Which leads me to why writing this blog alone comes easily to me: it’s because I don’t feel alone while writing these daily posts. How could I feel alone when I know that all of you are out there?
If you see the theme of alone in these images from yesterday, you are not alone.
That’s my only son, Aaron, waving hello yesterday to my beloved friend Marcia in California who, like the rest of us, sometimes feels alone. That photo reminds me of the one I alone took exactly two years ago when I got off the plane in Edinburgh, Scotland.
Aaron alone knows how much I dislike having my name misspelled and I loved how he and his friend Camilla greeted me there. I hope I am not alone in appreciating Aaron’s sense of humor.
By the way, I am worried about the U.S. Presidential election in November amidst the pandemic and troubling developments with the U.S. Postal Service, and I know I am not alone in that.
Here is “We Are All Alone” by the late Lyle Mays, which I was listening to yesterday as I was taking my walk alone.
If you leave a comment below, I doubt you will be alone.
I alone know how grateful I am to all who help me create these daily posts, including YOU.
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The weeds in that courtyard look exactly like mine–glad to know I’m not alone!
You are NOT alone and I am so glad you joined with me about that! ❤
We are never alone when we blog. I love Aaron’s placard
I’m sure you are far from alone in being concerned that there are going to be many dishonest attempts to get a second term for the dangerous idiot you have as President.
I never feel alone when I read your posts,Ann.
I remember studying in Anthropology, many moons ago, that Man is a social being. So by nature, it’s hard to get accustomed to “being alone”. I think this is one of the reasons of resorting to social media. I like your son’s sense of humour. I’m worried about the November election too.
I think, I alone am curious with the make of that green car- I’m guessing it’s a convertible Jaguar .. I could be wrong. Have a nice day, Ann
It’s interesting to me that right now I’ve found a great need for alone time—away from work, and even away from people close to me. The alone time gives me a greater appreciation for the time I do spend with others.
When we allow life nd love in, we don’t feel alone. Thank you Ann for reassuring I am not alone 💕
alone can be a state of mind and heart that we all feel at times. it’s when we let life in again, that we don’t feel so alone.
Sometimes, it’s good to be alone to figure things out. ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ)
I find alone and lonely to be two very different states. Have actually enjoyed some of the alone time made possible by the pandemic, but have also suffered from loneliness at several points these past few months. I know I am not alone in saying how grateful I am for the time and thought you put into every blog post, Ann!
We got this, Ann.
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WOw you live in a very beautiful place 😍😍😍 Greetings from Italy 🤗🤗🤗
Greetings to you in beautiful Italy!
I like tha duck among plants…you should make a story about your coloured ducks 😉
I like that idea !