I’m becoming more and more anxious with isolation. I keep telling myself that it probably is less difficult for me than for many others because I have lived alone now for 13+ years. The difference, though, is that I was alone because I chose to be. I wasn’t isolated. I could go wherever I wanted whenever I wanted. I could talk face-to-face with neighbors and family and grocery store workers. Now all I do is stay home, order things, wait for delivery of said things, watch Netflix, and read.
It is in my nature to try and put a positive slant on life’s hardships and events over which I have no control. I have to admit, though, that it’s getting more and more difficult to do that. Isolation/loneliness is grinding on my psyche. So…I will wallow for a (hopefully) brief time and the get on with it.
I usually wallow on the couch with my cat Lulu. She loves my attention. Once she gets cuddled up and settled in, she starts the “purr machine.” I still can’t believe how loud she is. She sounds like a slightly muffled version of my 1960 Volkswagen bug. It’s music to my ears. Has a lovely calming effect.
I was more a dog than cat person before I got Lu. Now I can’t imagine living without her. She just now came in the room to see me, hopped up on the computer desk and gave me nose bump. I call it a kiss. When I ask for a kiss, she responds with a bump and wanders off for another nap. How can I not love this beautiful creature? In the photo below she is in her favorite window birdwatching. The birds take no notice of her at all. This is not the greatest shot but I like it because it looks like the bird is on her head.
In addition to keeping my sanity with my entertaining cat, I rely on telephone conversations and texting. My three daughters and I group text almost every day. That always lightens my way through the hours. I miss my family and friends horribly and electronic devices don’t make up for physical presence but they help.
I hope you, wherever you are, have good coping skills and that you’re staying well. If you become depressed, please call someone. Get help.
And remember, “Better Times Will Come.” That’s a song by Janis Ian. Look her up on Facebook or YouTube. People from all over the world are participating in her “Better Times Project.” There are some marvelously talented people singing and playing her song.
We thought seriously about getting a cat. But then I look at the sofa we paid a fortune to reupholster and that was the end of it
Miraculously Lulu hasn’t scratched my new couch. Not yet
I have thought of you and Kathy during the past months. I certainly would have gotten a cat in February if I had known.Thinking of you often.
It is a different kind of isolation andvwe need to feel that we are using our time profitably. Too much leisure is frustrating, we get fed up of just being entertained – it’s what kills old peopke in homes, the sense of futiluty, having no puropse. We need work as well as play. You are a very creative person, make yourself DO somethong. Not easy, and at least you gave virtual contact with others. Thank God for Lulu! She is beautiful.. Courage, you willl getbthrough this. A big, big hug xx
Thank you, Cat, for your kind words of support. They mean a lot. Hugs back to you.
I love this and I love you
Thank you, “Linda.” I love you too.