Alone vs. Lonely

I spent last night at The Inn at Bay Fortune where, in 2015, Catherine and I spent our last weekend away together by ourselves.

What I didn’t know when I booked—I thought I was just getting away for the night—was that there was an important healing aspect to this, a sort of reckoning that she’s gone and not coming back.

This didn’t really hit me until they brought the wine for supper, and I had nobody to wish cheers to. And nobody to share food with. And nobody to while away the evening chatting to. None of this made me sad, per se: it was more like my new baseline was rendered in sharp relief. “It’s just me now.”

On the way into supper I ran into my friends N. and D., a happy couple away for the night together, both of them very much alive. They invited me to join them for the meal, but I thanked them and declined, as I realized I needed to see what “alone” felt like. I did join them for dessert, though, which was very nice. And I didn’t hate them (that much) for being a happy couple.

It turns out that “alone” and “lonely” are different things, and that was helpful to learn.


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Ton Zijlstra on May 29, 2021 - 12:03 Permalink

Nice photo!

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Katherine on May 30, 2021 - 07:44 Permalink

I have learned to say
“I am content in my aloneness.” But it took a long time.

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Kevin on May 30, 2021 - 21:09 Permalink

Excellent and beautifully thought out articulated, as well as an emotion-stirring photo. My Darling has been away for almost 7 months. I have not been alone but have been lonely, even in the knowledge that she will be returning to me in a few weeks. It will be a good time to capture a together photo.