I am so looking forward to this weekend. I am doing a lot of NOTHING. It’s my favorite way to spend time, in fact. If Rocky didn’t have to go for a walk three times a day, I don’t know if I would ever leave my home. I’ve long since abandoned the need to fill the hours. And as I have mentioned before, The Teenager needs less of me, physically. She doesn’t need me to take her to or pick her up from a playdate, a birthday party, school. My time is mostly my own. Learning how to be alone again—which I had been before I had her—has been a lesson in choice. Do I go to the coffee shop and write? Do I sit on the couch and play 1010 while binge-watching “Grace and Frankie”? Do I take Rocky, head to the park, sit on a bench, and read Alyssa Mastromonaco‘s “Who Thought This Was A Good Idea?” (By the way, if the choice is to go to Fairway’s on a weekend day to do grocery shopping, the answer is always, NO. Only go Sunday at 10pm). I never feel lonely; I feel free, I feel happy, I feel clear. Raising a child on my own, I often felt completely alone. I was lucky in that I had friends who were involved in my life. Who showed up. Who had brunch with me and my daughter. Who, when she was sick, stopped by so that I could have a moment of respite. But day-to-day, in those first moments after I opened my eyes, it was just me and my child in my apartment and thus began the work of making sure she was happy, taken care of, tended to. And she always was, and while it was exhausting, I was running on adrenaline; I was good. I used to lament about how hard the weekends were, how I had no time to myself, how I had to be social with Moms and woe was me. Now, I’m simply rejoicing, in that I did all that and more. And how I have all this and more of it ahead of me. And so yes, please, I am so looking forward to this weekend. I hope you are too.
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