I am a lonely woman.

But not sad. At least, not terribly sad. The medication takes care of that for me. Deep down, though, when I’m lying in bed with the lights off, squirmed into my sleepy spot, and waiting to fall asleep, I am terribly lonely.

That quote from the movie Wedding Crashers haunts me:

“True love is the soul’s recognition of its counterpoint in another.”

It’s not that the movie is life-altering, though it has some really funny lines.

It’s that, in that moment, I knew that I had never met my soul’s counterpoint in another. And I don’t think I ever will.

This blog is for me to share my soul because I don’t have my soul’s counterpoint. Maybe no one will read it and that’s fine with me. It’s my hope that the sharing will ease the burden of loneliness.