Solitude

For the first evening in ages I am alone.

#3boy is in Wales with one of his friend's family overnight.
#2boy is working and then will probably be out on the town.
Jeff is on night two of an eighteen night stretch.
I miss them, the house is quiet.

Took a walk in the rain to the village to meet up with some friends for a natter.
Swung by the church yard. I miss those that have already gone, my Grandparents and Parents, Sister, Mother in law, Aunts, Uncles and Friends.
The memories of noisy crowded houses and conversations now quiet echoes.
Even the sadness and pain comes quietly now.

Maybe this is what getting older is....
Increasing quietness and solidude.

Perhaps it will be shared with love.