After so much grieving, pain, grappling to survive, I’m now surviving with strength, acceptance, joy, peace, and mission.
Mission… whenever strength finds me, a call of mission seems to follow. Experiencing this vast abyss has opened me to the struggles of all humans. A focus of seeing, lifting, healing, giving, helping, sharing has come into view.
Yesterday I experienced a different loneliness, one where there was no one to reach out to. Reality.. there are many I may reach out to, but yesterday I couldn’t think of one to just go have a meal with me. This single widowhood is a new journey. Going alone, to a cafe, I need to learn. But also reaching out to further circles, I need to trust.
Loneliness and mission, two strands intertwined.
Community will grow for me as I reach out, volunteer, interact… this I need to trust.
A path of mission for the support of others will follow… this I will trust.
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The Survivor 
I too struggle with eating alone. Especially since this new rise in covid. Will we ever get past this?
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True, because of covid I’m cutting back on getting out, so feeling alone more intensely. I do hope covid will be controlled soon. Hope you are well, too!
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Thank you
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