Alone, Yet Unafraid: Redefining the Dread of Solitude in the Face of Mortality
- Sunday, 28 January 2024 04:03
In the quietude of last week's early Monday hours, the elderly resident in the house across from mine bid farewell to the world. A gentle soul who had carved out a solitary existence, much like myself. Living in the same manner as Bert did—alone.
As a person who also embraces the solace of living unaccompanied, I find a certain harmony in the isolation that has become a deliberate choice. These days, solitude is not a burden but a sanctuary. The hushed atmosphere of working from home appeals to me, and the ability to selectively engage with others brings a sense of contentment. At 63, the pleasure of my own company extends across days without the need for external companionship.
Reflecting on the passing of the old man, I can't help but consider the notion of a solitary departure. There's a quiet appeal to the idea of eventually bidding adieu to the world from the comfort of my own home, surrounded by the familiar echoes of a life lived independently. Perhaps, in this solitude, lies the essence of a serene and contemplative exit.
In contemplating the recent passing of the elderly neighbor across the street, a kindred spirit who, like me, lived a solitary existence, a quiet introspection takes hold. As someone who treasures the deliberate choice of living alone, I recognize the subtle beauty in this self-imposed isolation.
The solace found in the stillness of working from home and the ability to curate my social interactions contribute to a profound sense of fulfillment. At 63, the joy derived from my own company has become a sustaining force, making the prospect of a solitary departure, much like the old man's, a contemplative consideration.
In envisioning the eventual culmination of my journey, there is an innate desire for continuity—a hope to follow in the footsteps of the gentle soul across the way and peacefully conclude my story in the familiar embrace of home. As the echoes of a solitary life resonate, the concept of departing from this world in quiet solitude becomes not a somber prospect but a serene acceptance of the cycles of life.