Being Alone

It's a strange thing being alone. As a child and a young adult it didn't seem to bother me so much. But now... My wife has only been gone for six hours and I know she will be coming back at the end of the week but I feel very alone in this house. It's funny the first time you sleep with somebody how amazing it is. I don't mean sex I'm talking about just having someone else in the bead with you. That warm presence beside you hearing their breath you can almost feel their heartbeat. At first you are awed and then slowly it becomes commonplace to you. That presence in your home, your bead, and your life. You become so used to it that when suddenly it's not there you don't know what to do. Suddenly your house, your bead, and even your car seem alien and empty. If this is what it feels like to be separated for a week then I can't imagine what it is like to have a loved one die.