I wrote a post, over on Facebook, about Loneliness ...
But things have a habit of disappearing there. It's the nature of FB. Life scrolls on. Perhaps it reappears at a memory in a year, or two but I wanted to keep this post because it seemed to really strike a cord in people.
I wrote from the heart, and people responded from that place too.
It was this:
I have mostly been part of a tribe...
1 of 4 children, twice a wife, a mother, a stepmother, and a nonna too. And then I have had lovely circles of friends where ever I have lived.
'Tribes', made up of family & friends, are things that I appreciate so much, simply because I know I should never take them forgranted.
Out here, sometimes, the loneliness makes me leave the house, with my camera, and walk these ancient city streets. It has always been my way, since I was small, in New Zealand I sought out the beaches and rivers. In Istanbul, I would cross the city on foot. And anyway, out walking opens me up to seeing things I wouldn't see if I wasn't alone. It's double-edged sword perhaps.
But if I'm honest, I believe that even being part of a tribe can still leave a person feeling lonely sometimes. Loneliness is interesting. I've been trying to just let it be ... knowing there are so many lonely people in the world. In or out of relationships, surrounded by family or completely alone.
It makes me kinder. It makes me admire the older people I see, with their walking sticks and their slow shuffles, out shopping alone. I admire their courage. It makes me offer to help because I know I would appreciate it. And sometimes, like this morning, this lovely older woman and I ended up chatting ... about her sciatica.
But in Italy, in Genova, the people who perhaps understand most of all, are the barista's. I adore the ones I adore. Sometimes they save my day, after a night of bad dreams, when I wake alone in this life I am pursuing. Today, a lovely man gifted me a free espresso and gave me back my courage. It's that simple sometimes. It's that simple to be kind.
We don't talk of our loneliness. But we should. I'm sure I'm not the only one who is familiar with it.
I dislike being this honest :-) but I suspect it is needed in this world where we all prefer to seem like we're doing okay. And we are ... we are.
Buona giornata.
