For the first time in twenty-one years I spent the night completely alone. Well, except for the cats, I was completely alone. All of my children were sleeping elsewhere and my husband is still off getting his urban warfare merit badge.
It was sort of weird but kind of familiar. I used to live alone after all. Except for the cats I had back then, I was completely alone.
There are changes that come on gradually and it's only in retrospect that you see the beginning. Then there is the night you find yourself alone for the first time in years and it's obviously the beginning of something new.
*the photo is from commons.wikimedia I'd love to give credit to the photographer but I couldn't figure out who it was from the listing.
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