I sometimes wonder if I'll die a miserable, lonely, old man. For some particular reason, I can't fathom myself moving on in that department. Part of me doesn't want to, and the other part of me is scared of that plunge again. I have my kids. I have my life wound tightly within their own lives. When they eventually leave this home, I'll be lost. God, let time slow down.
Joe
Joe
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Hi Joe,
I'm in the same boat. My oldest is a Junior in High School so I still have another year before she potentially leaves for school. I'm between looking forward to having a world of my own and dreading being the only one in my world.
Rod
I am recently widowed and I have the same fear. The house is so big to be alone in it. Fortunately, my youngest is eight.
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