I saw Brokeback Mountain in a theater by myself. At the time, very few people knew what an incredible film it would be. My husband of the moment drove me to the art house theater and had a few beers next door while I watched. Another solitary lady was sitting near me. We sobbed and looked across at each other a few times....an unspoken understanding between us. Over the years, I've gotten used to doing a lot of things on my own.....eating out, traveling, driving long distances, shopping, even sometimes going to some local events. Sometimes I know I'll run into someone I know, so I don't mind making the lonely lady entrance because I'm sure I'll meet friends soon enough. Other times, I kind of welcome a quiet alone-time experience. I once even took a weekend trip by myself which I called my Mommy Reading Retreat. I rented a cabin by a lake, stocked the fridge and didn't leave for 2 days. I slept late, ate junk, sunbathed on my pier while waving at boa
I've got a lot of thoughts.....I've got a lot of plans