My married friends tell me---they often feel alone with someone in the room with them. It is difficult to explain to them--even when there is not a word said---it is the awareness of another living -breathing human in the room/house with you. Taken or not--there is opportunity to speak a word--share a thought-even perhaps entertain a laugh with another. When the doors are locked and the drapes are drawn and you become aware of only the sound of your breath, you are alone.
There are some who stuffed into small spaces with many bodies would love some alone time. They look at me and envy what they see from the outside looking in. I eat what I want when I want, I watch television or not, I sleep when I want and make all the choices for my days. With the exception of babysitting chores and tutoring, I have no demands or insistent claims on my time. Be careful what you envy and the grass is not always greener. I miss those days of being so busy I did not know which end was up---of falling in the bed at night exhausted from a non-stop day from pre-dawn to late evening. I enjoy my retirement, but I miss the perpetual buzz of activity and bodies of days gone by.
My soul cries out to God, "Help me---see that You are enough". I commune with Him---my thoughts turn to Him---I seek His presence---but I am sad to say--it is not always enough. He created us to be in relationships---so He understands this aloneness. There is no answer---many of my friends and acquaintances voice the same feelings.
Here is where faith comes to play---I have faith there is a reason I am alone--I have faith He is in control---I have faith He is by my side---I have faith He hears my cries---I have faith He will sustain me.
Nevertheless, I am continually with you; you hold my right hand.