Excellent stuff here, Rebecca. 😊

Years ago - when I was exiled to the Gulag - also known as Suffolk County NY - I found myself alone most of the time. As in no-one-else-around for hours every day. So the whole self awareness thing - emerged. With great big wings and instant flight.

I became my own best friend. One I could trust and speak honestly to, who never judged.

But that didn't mean I wasn't lonely. I was. Profoundly so at times. I eventually found friends and allies. Engaged. Listened. Spoke occasionally but not fully and life moved on.

About 10 years laterI found "the love of my life." It just clicked. I just knew. 43 years later we're still together.

Not once has she been my everything. I keep my own counsel - but share. I still like my own company, but enjoy hers - sometimes even more. 😊 We help each other, but never try to replace each other.

It's easy to get to know yourself. Just stop listening to everything, stop wanting anything, stop trying, stop being someone else because it's easier at times. And when everything is quiet - and there's no one there but you. You've made it.