I didn't really understand as all I knew was visiting Nan and grandad separately. I never questioned why until I became an adult. She was beautiful and chose to stay alone. Not sure if she ever got over it. I never asked her but sometimes I would question if I could see sadness in her eyes or was it me that felt sadness for her, not sure.
I know love comes from family and friends also but what about that love you have with your 'soul mate'?
I have been single for a long time. I'm 42. My dc's are growing fast. I have a couple of friends I meet for coffee or lunch but very rare as everyone is always busy.
I thought I was ok alone, I guess part of me thought I would maybe meet someone.
Recently, my nan passed away and I have been thinking alot about her life. I do wonder how she felt. Is there true happiness in living alone?