I’ve always wondered why I didn’t have a large number of friends. I’ve always wanted them. As I was growing up I’d have one or two friends, but I wasn’t in the popular crowd. I’ve assumed that it was me, that something was wrong with me. Finally one day in college I came to the realization that I should just accept myself that I’m a loner. And from that day on I was OK with it and myself. I knew that I’d be by myself and if I had anything or anyone more than that then I’d be happier. Since then I’ve not been alone. I’ve been so fortunate to have a loving wife who is my best friend. Then I’ve also had three great children, which although they can’t be friends, they have filled my time with endless enjoyment. I had expected that as they grew up they would attract a gaggle of other kids, but that’s not what happened. Our home was generally quiet – genetically my children are like me and they had one or two friends. Now things are changing, things are getting even quieter. Again I’m lonely, and that’s my problem. Bottom line, I just have to accept that I entered the world by myself and I’ll be leaving it the same way. And with that I’ll be OK.
October 16, 2004
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