Thursday, January 22, 2009


There are times in life when we are alone, all by ourselves. There are instances when this silence or break is most welcome. A time to collect our thoughts, to relax and let off steam, or just to find a little peace. Times like these, especially when they are planned or come along when we are in need, can be so refreshing, so enjoyable. They can rejuvenate our spirits and ease burdens that are beginning to escalate or that we have been carrying too long. Once we are recharged and refocussed, we are ready to take on the world again with a smile and a clear mind. However, there are other times when we find ourselves alone and the silence is deafening. We want to be with someone and they are not there. Such a dreadful, empty feeling. We have something to share - news, good or bad, an experience or joke, maybe just a desperate need for a long hug and a loving word after a long and tiring day. We call out and there is silence. We dial the phone and there is no answer. We're stuck in traffic or miles from home and there is nothing that we can do about it. We can quickly become edgy, depressed, or withdrawn. Time seemingly comes to a standstill. The anxiety can build up inside us until we feel that we're about to burst. When we finally find that person, they never seem to fully appreciate why we are so happy to see them, why we have tears streaming down our faces, or how deeply their absence has impacted us.