Work? I am reminded about it again when I saw an episode of Supernatural where one of the hunters who died said that she is ready for some peace. When Bobby said he is not done yet she said well at least he has the boys while Annie only had work and that too is gone.
I first heard this line of thought when I was really young say 13 after watching an episode of Charmed where Phoebe’s boss at the newspaper said that she should not be ending up like her … well unto her 50's with only her work to keep her company.
Back then I used to think that’s not so bad, I mean being on my own sounded like a pretty good thing at that time. Remember I was 13 back then …. with my whole life way ahead of mine.
After a decade my point of view has made a complete shift to the other side. I am beginning to see what I should have accepted a long time ago, no man is an island. That no matter how successful you are, how seemingly contented you are with your work, your finances, your relationship with friends, co-workers and relatives — coming home to an empty house after a day’s work is just downright depressing.
Loneliness is probably the equivalent of a long and dragging battle with cancer or a full blown AIDS only that it affects your heart and your soul. Now I understand why mum insisted that I should get married or at least have a child to provide meaning as to why I exist.
All these ramblings reminded me that I am getting old and that if I don’t want to end an old spinster sitting on a rocking chair waiting for the moons to come and go then I better do something about it.
