P is working in another state for weeks at a time. Two weeks away, a weekend home, then two or three more weeks away. When I was younger, this would have devastated me. I hated spending time alone, wanted to be with P as much as I possibly could. Now that I’m old, I really enjoy my alone time. I watch whatever I want on TV, sleep whenever I want, eat whatever and whenever I want. Ahhhhhh…
Happiness is…
