Never Alone

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February3,2026- I watched a lone sparrow, sitting on a branch of an oak tree next door. The bird was quietly resting, before continuing its flight, in search of bugs or worms. In the house, Hana was in her smaller bassinet, quietly watching the revolving dogs of the mobile that hangs above. She cooed and talked to them, before drifting off to sleep. “Lullaby by Brahms” contributed to the calm.

Babies and animals, alike, are never really alone, when in their family groups. Hana has her mother, father and me, one of us always within earshot, and/or line of sight, until she is old enough to play, or walk to school, with friends. Our local animals, from the birds, squirrels, rabbits and coyotes that live nearby, in Hoblitzelle Park and visit our neighbourhood to the pets that are kept safe from those same coyotes, all have at leas one other of their species to keep them company.

I was somewhat comfortable in my own company, growing up, but have always needed a presence nearby. There were usually family and friends, when I was a child,yet when I was solitary, invented a cadre of imaginary people. That came back to haunt me later, when I couldn’t quite let go of my imagined world. Still. the ideals that I conjured up have turned out to be rather beneficial to humanity: The ideas that there are no real strangers,that people of different nations can be friends across thousands of miles, that we might talk with one another on phones that are not confined to a house, that there is value in learning geography, that there is life on other planets, have largely become so commonplace as to be cliched.

We are seeing, however, a different sort of imaginary world surfacing , in the isolationist pronouncements that are behind much of the recent actions by some in governmental capacity. One may idle a car in neutral, for a time, and certainly should back up on occasion, but driving long distance in reverse is just as foolhardy as, say, driving 190 mph anywhere other than a designated race track. My fantasies of being alone with imaginary people did me no good. Neither will pretending that one group of people, holding one set of ideas, and practicing one way of life, work to their advantage, or anyone else’s, in the long run.

Michael Jackson sums it up, in another context, at a very basic level.

Women

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I have been without the love of my life, strictly in the physical sense, for ten months now.  I say this because she is with me spiritually and psychically, every minute of every day.  Of course, she has plenty to do on the other side,but somehow a spirit can seem to do lots of things, simultaneously, or so it seems to me now.

I saw a photo of another friend’s late wife, on my other blog site.  It was from the late sixties, and like my Penny, she was gorgeous.  He has kept her in his heart, all these years, even though he was with another woman later, and had a family with his second wife.

I will be the same, come Hell or high water.  This leads me to those who don’t seem to value their wives.  I read a post from a young woman this morning, saying her husband ignores her, except to mock her speech, as if he were a tween boy.  Gott in himmel!

I can’t imagine a marriage where there are no differences of opinion, no moments when the two need a time out from each other.  Violence, whether physical, emotional or psychological, has no place in any adult relationship.  We try to teach our children that corporal punishment is a last resort, used only for the worst offenses, and not after a child has reached the age of reason- somewhere between 9 and 12, usually.

I digress, though.  Men have to be taught to talk things out, many times.  Penny helped me get the hang of it by the time we’d been married for four years.  I honestly did try from day one.  It just took time.

I have been approached by a few women, with varying degrees of aggressiveness, over the past three months, since settling in Prescott.  I mean no one any harm, but I am still in a year of mourning.  I will be anyone’s friend, but  I have one soul mate.  That I am not interested in more than a platonic relationship with anyone I know at the moment, does not reflect on the women in question, as people.  I wish each of them well in meeting a man who is ready, willing and able.

As for the future, this is the deal.  I believe that, in the hereafter, those who loved each other in this life will be partners for eternity.  Those who divorced, or never married, will still find a soul mate, somewhere in the spirit world.  There are, however, no third wheels.

What this means in terms of the rest of my life in this world is, if I meet a widow, between the ages of 40-60, who had a loving relationship with her husband, so that HE will be her soul mate in the next life, and she just wants my companionship in this one, it’ll be all well and good- AFTER my year of mourning is over.

Women are a blessing to men, and we ought to return the favour.  Be a blessing, not a burden.