I know. I am a quintessential vocabularian. It’s my curse.
But I am currently hung up on this concept. Of a sene of deception. The sense of betrayal is prevalent and I smell its lack of loyalty in my midst. I am not comfortable with its presence. Although the unearthing of its truth is painful, I also relish in its exposure.
Bring it on!
As I get closer to the proverbial empty nest, I am often asked “Are you worried about being alone or lonely?”
Frankly, that has never entered my mind. Should it? I wonder…
And, then I ponder the definitions of those 2 words.
Alone, I am. By choice. Often. By circumstance.
Lonely, I am not. By Choice. Not often. By Accident.
a·lone
adjective & adverb
1.
having no one else present; on one’s own.
synonyms: by oneself, on one’s own, all alone, solitary, single, singly, solo, solus; More
antonyms: with others, accompanied
without others’ help or participation; single-handed.
having no companions in a particular position or course of action.
“they were not alone in dissenting from the advice”
2.
indicating that something is confined to the specified subject or recipient.
“we agreed to set up such a test for him alone”
lone·ly
adjective
sad because one has no friends or company.
“lonely old people whose families do not care for them”
synonyms: isolated, alone, lonesome, friendless, with no one to turn to, forsaken, abandoned, rejected, unloved, unwanted, outcast; More
antonyms: popular
without companions; solitary.
“passing long lonely hours looking onto the street”
synonyms: solitary, unaccompanied, lone, by oneself/itself, companionless
“the lonely life of a writer”
(of a place) unfrequented and remote.
“a lonely stretch of country lane”
synonyms: deserted, uninhabited, unfrequented, unpopulated, desolate, isolated, remote, out of the way, secluded, off the beaten track/path, in the back of beyond, godforsaken; informalin the middle of nowhere
“a lonely road”
Pride cometh before a fall. So they say. Perhaps it’s true. Because before I fall, I must strip myself of pride in order to survive and thrive.
That’s all.
Fear of failure is the perpetrator of not quitting.
My entire life I have “not quit” anything. ever.
And, in my business life, and for most of my married life, that was the right choice.
But, there comes a time when it becomes necessary to allow yourself to just quit. To say, I’m done. Fearlessly, and with conviction.
And, in that ability to choose “quitting”, comes the success of that particular destination…
Word….
“Let’s get real”
“For real?”
“Really?”
“The REAL DEAL”
I have always believed in authenticity, and yet I find myself full of angst as I struggle to determine my authentic self. Who am I? Can I be two people?
“Hard times arouse an instinctive desire for authenticity”…Coco Chanel
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