Solitude… Once upon a time, not that long ago, I hated to be alone. I worked very hard to arrange my schedule so that I stayed busy with friends and the kids and the folks so that I wasn’t.
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But something happened a few years back that made me truly appreciate my own company… I started to really like myself. And while I still love to spend time with friends, I’m no longer terrified to spend an evening by myself. In fact, I relish in the things that I just don’t make time for when there are others in my presence…

Earlier this week I had an impromptu evening of solitude. Plans fell through and I found myself deciding between making new plans or embracing the first of many nights of solitude.

It had been a while since I had this type of dilemma so I seized the opportunity. What does a night of solitude look like in my world?

A bubble bath

Grabbed the bottle of bubbles I keep stashed in the back of the linen closet, turned the water up as hot as I could stand it and filled up the tub. Lit a few candles and grabbed my latest book…. The Fault in Our Stars. And read it cover to cover… Talk about hitting you smack dab in the feels… yes, I know there’s a movie coming out. No that’s not why I picked it up. A few weeks back my friend Ali, across the pond, who does amazing nail art, wrote about it during our Play in May adventures and I felt compelled to read it. Didn’t even know at the time that it was going to be a movie… {yes, sometimes I am living under a rock}but her post was raw and real and shared snippets and I just knew there would be a time when I wanted to feel all the feels and that this would be a perfect book to evoke them.

Up next, dinner… Now, I love cooking for my family… but sadly my boys love when I make roasted veggies covered in parmesan as much as I do… which means they usually take the lion’s share and I miss out. This particular evening, I made an entire cookie sheet of roasted veg and didn’t have to share… with a glass {bottle} of wine… and ice cream for dessert. Shut up – I ate my veggies first. That deserves ice cream.

Now I’m at a cross road. I love to crawl into bed with a good book, but like I said, the house was quiet. Too quiet. Instead, I ventured out to the patio to continue reading… there’s something magical about sitting outside and listening to the sound of frogs (Sorry Evin… I know you aren’t a fan) in the pond. Lucky for me there was a bit of a breeze as I enjoyed the peace and quiet. Not the near silence of an empty house with all the weird house noises, but the quiet of living in the almost-country. Where you can hear the chickens in the yard and the frogs and crickets… Country quiet.

I could have elected to watch any number of the chick flicks on my Guilty Pleasures list, but sitting and reading seemed so decadent and peaceful that I couldn’t pass it up.

I went to bed way too late and suffered a book hangover the next day but I didn’t care even a little bit.

This weekend is more planned solitude and I have already earmarked much of it as writing time. I have a few projects I’m working on and a weekend of uninterrupted writing seems heavenly.

As moms, our lives tend to revolve around satisfying the needs of others. That’s ok too and I love that my babies still need me. But sometimes, you just have to stop for a second and take care of you.

What would you do with a few moments of solitude?

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  1. anonymous says

    Bubble baths are much more fun with company….jus’ sayin!

  2. Sounds absolutely blissful. As a person who cherishes alone time I completely get it. Sometimes I actually miss living alome just for the fact of being able to have those kinds of nights. Granted when all your nights arw those kinda nights they aren’t as special. Glad you were able to enjoy one.

  3. Learning to like oneself is so huge. It took a while for me to figure it out. 🙂

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