DH died a few months ago. Friends have been lovely, involving me in their plans and keeping me busy but, especially at weekends, they have their own families and partners too.
On an afternoon like today with no other plans, DH and I would have taken a drive out somewhere, gone for a walk, gone sightseeing or started the wine early pottered in the garden.
All can be done on your own, I suppose, but not so comfortably. In fact, I'm just back from a solo walk in our local woodland. I was the only person alone (without a dog), two people asked if I'd lost my dog and one warned me that there's a flasher about and I shouldn't be there on my own! Is it really so unusual to go for a walk on your own?