Can you imagine how it feels to be sitting alone in a cafe’?
All the couples. All the families sitting together chatting. I sit alone with my breakfast and my coffee with… my iPhone.
I watch young men and women carrying two mugs to thier tables. I carried one.
I don’t want to carry one anymore.
Recently I got a small taste of what it would be like to share my life with someone. He turned out to be a liar, but still there were aspects of my time with him that I miss. I knew I was single before. I felt single before, but now I feel… Like an island in a sea of happy couples. I feel alone.
I know I have many people who love me, and I am not really alone. Still I sit here in this cafe’ alone. I will walk into church here in a few minutes alone. I will eat dinner tonight alone. I will go on my walk this evening alone. I am sad.
I know that, that relationship was not the best for me. I know that everyone believes that there is something better out there for me. I want to believe it too. I want it to be true.
I am going to choose to trust my loved ones more than I trust myself and believe that it is true even though right now it feels so impossible.
I am going to finish my mocha and go to church and sing praises to my maker with everything I have in me. I won’t sing because life is perfect, but because even though I have a broken heart God is still so very good. Even though I am alone (so to speak) God is still good. Even though I am sad God is still good. Even though I am single God is good.
It is well with my soul.