I haven't really grasped this whole summer holiday thing yet. Friday I fell asleep at an incredibly early hour. Saturday Cory and Christine were kind enough to invite me to camp with them for the night...so that's what I did. Saturday brought scattered showers and some intense winds, but the evening turned out to be beautiful. I was spoiled with a satisfying supper and then Smores for dessert. What a treat.
Sitting by the fire that night just listening to the conversations (what I do best) I came to a few realizations. Now let me be clear, I wasn't mad at anyone for what they were saying, it just made me think about my own life...and sometimes my opinions on the subject differ.
First, I have never been on a plane or on any kind of winter holiday. I was the odd one out because everyone else there had been away more than once. I heard lots of stories about how some airlines were crowded and uncomfortable. I was sitting there thinking that they could put me in a Pet Porter and stuff me in the cargo section of a plane... I'd just be thankful that I was going somewhere exotic for a week or more. Travelling is an opportunity that not everyone gets, so if it means being crowded for a couple of hours on the flight suck it up and be grateful! Isn't it worth it?!?
Then came some more complaining and nagging about what their husbands/wives would do around the home. The conversation was laced with complaints and a general lack of appreciation. I am fully aware that it was all being said in fun and that they don't seriously feel that negative about things...but once again I was the odd one out so my outlook was slightly different. Here are some things that I wish they knew about what it was living like alone (and I wonder how many of them have ever lived completely alone...)
- Teaching is a rewarding job but there are days that are frustrating, challenging, leaving you on the brink of tears. On those days I come home with nobody to vent to and nobody to tell me that tomorrow will be better. I can phone somebody, but it's not quite the same has having someone there to help make things better.
- Most days I come home with stories of humor and success...but when I come home I have nobody to celebrate those things with. It doesn't make them less meaningful but sometimes all you want to do is share.
- After long days I come home and if I want to eat I have to cook food for myself. Cooking for one person isn't the most satisfying (although I'm happy I can eat!). That means I get to clean up after me too. The long day then gets longer.
- I have nobody else to depend on to get the cleaning and laundry done. It will only get done when I get to it.
- I wake up in the morning and the first thing I do is make my bed. There is nobody to convince me that today is going to be a good day but myself. Sometimes it would be nice to not be able to make the bed because there was somebody else still sleeping and was there to send you off.
- In the evening I often do a few more hours of school work. There is nobody there saying "stop - you are prepared enough." I'm not saying that I would necessarily listen, but having that extra encouragement is never a bad thing.
- There is nobody here whom you can share a random laugh or thought with. I know sometimes you just don't want to see people or you don't want people talking to you - but knowing that there is somebody in the next room is reassuring.
The list could go on. I'm not complaining about my life - I love it and am blessed. I do have a home to come to, food on the table, blankets to keep me warm and an air conditioner to keep me cool. But those people who have someone to share those things with have no idea how lucky they are. They should not take it for granted and should be grateful. They don't know what they have until it's been taken away. Having somebody there is a way to escape the pressures of every day life.
As for me, this living on my own has probably been the best thing. When it comes time to have to share my life I think I've grown to learn that it is not something I will take for granted. There will be days that I want to be left alone - we all have those days...but then I'll appreciate that I have someone there to ask to leave me alone...having someone to share things with is a gift.




