Loneliness
It’s eight in
the evening and I’m feeling lonely. My wife has just left home to go to work
and I’m feeling kind of lonely, I promise. I don’t know what happens to me
lately, but I’ve realised that something has changed inside my mind and makes
me think different.
One year ago, it
has never crossed my mind to think about my retirement, about what would happen
when I was old and tired. I don’t have children so it might be possible that the
fact of not having children makes me think about the loneliness of people at
the age of retirement, when some of your relatives and friends have set off on
their journey to a place anybody has never return from and those who are still
alive feel the same loneliness in their hearts as you feel in yours.
Generally
talking, everybody knows that these days people don’t want to take care of the elderly.
This is something I continuously repeat in my mind in order to try to relieve
me from thinking about the foreseeing problems related to get older. Maybe I’m
right but, on second thoughts, there is no doubt that in spite of the fact of being
isolated in a house for the elderly, people who have sons and daughters will
always have the possibility to see a friendly face from time to time.
At the moment this
is what my heart and mind feel. I don’t know what will happen to me in the long
run. I wish I could get out of my head these thoughts and try to enjoy more
life. My dog and best friend, Kas is here beside me, leaning on me, always
making me feel good. He’s able to transmit me all his kindness and love towards
me by the look in his eyes.
I know he loves
me. I love him in return, a big part of my heart is his. I couldn’t live
without him. He’s the one who I talk to, the one I tell my secrets, the one who
is with me when I burst into tears or I feel depressed about the problems in my
company, the one who never let me down.
I love you Kas,
we’re getting older together, but I’m sure that the love we feel each other,
will be bigger as the time goes by.
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ReplyDeleteIt’s eight in the evening and I’m feeling lonely. My wife has just left home to go to work and I’m feeling kind of lonely, I promise. I don’t know what happens to me lately, but I’ve realised that something has changed inside my mind and makes me think differentLY.
One year ago, it haD never crossed my mind to think about my retirement, about what would happen when I was old and tired. I don’t have children so it might be possible that the fact of not having children makes me think about the loneliness of people at the age of retirement, when some of your relatives and friends have set off on their journey to a place NObody has Ever returnED from and those who are still alive feel the same loneliness in their hearts as you feel in yours.
Generally SPEAKing, everybody knows that these days people don’t want to take care of the elderly. This is something I continuously repeat in my mind in order to try to relieve me from thinking about the foreseeABLE problems related to getTING older. Maybe I’m right but, on second thoughT, there is no doubt that in spite of the fact of being isolated in a HOME for the elderly, people who have sons and daughters will always have the possibility to see a friendly face from time to time.
At the moment this is what my heart and mind feel. I don’t know what will happen to me in the long run. I wish I could get THESE THOUGHTS out of my head and try to enjoy LIFE more. My dog and best friend, Kas, is here beside me, leaning on me, always making me feel good. He’s able to transmit TO me all his kindness and love towards me by the look in his eyes.
I know he loves me. I love him in return, a big part of my heart is his. I couldn’t live without him. He’s the one who I talk to, the one I tell my secrets TO, the one who is with me when I burst into tears or I feel depressed about the problems in my company, the one who never letS me down.
I love you Kas, we’re getting older together, but I’m sure that the love we feel FOR each other will be bigger as the time goes by.
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ReplyDeleteIt’s eight in the evening and I’m feeling lonely. My wife has just left FOR work and I’m feeling kind of lonely, I ASSURE YOU. I don’t know what'S happenING to me lately, but I’ve realised that something has changed inside my mind and IS makING me think differently.
One year ago, it had never crossed my mind to think about my retirement, about what would happen when I was old and tired. I don’t have children so it might be THAT not having children makes me think about the loneliness of people AFTER retirement, when some of ONE'S relatives and friends have set off on their journey to a place nobody has ever returned from, and those who are still alive feel the same loneliness in their hearts as you feel in yours.
Generally speaking, everybody knows that these days people don’t want to take care of the elderly. This is something I continuously repeat in my mind in order to try to FREE me from thinking about the foreseeable problems OF getting older. Maybe I’m right but, on second thought, there is no doubt that in spite of [] being isolated in a home for the elderly, people who have CHILDREN will always have the possibility to see a friendly face from time to time.
At the moment this is what my heart and mind feel. I don’t know what will happen to me in the long run. I wish I could get these thoughts out of my head and try to enjoy life more. My dog and best friend, Kas, is here beside me, leaning on me, always making me feel good. He’s able to transmit to me all his kindness and love FOR me by the look in his eyes.
I know he loves me. I love him in return, a big part of my heart is his. I couldn’t live without him. He’s the one who I talk to, the one I tell my secrets to, the one who is with me when I burst into tears or I feel depressed about the problems in my company, the one who never lets me down.
I love you Kas, we’re getting older together, but I’m sure that the love we feel for each other will GROW as [] time goes by.
A good saying: Lord, help me to be the person my dog thinks I am.
A very complete checking Matt. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I think that the more I write the more mistakes I make. Don't you have this feeling?-
Yes, I know the feeling well. But I try to remember that I'll stop making mistakes only when I stop doing anything. The fact is that we are able to communicate quite well in a language that is very foreign to us. Good for us!
DeleteYou're right Matt. I'd like to be perfect, but I'm not neither English nor American. Thank you again and happy New year
ReplyDeleteYou're right Matt. I'd like to be perfect, but I'm not neither English nor American. Thank you again and happy New year
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