Even though I appear to live alone, whenever I look out onto the storm deck — especially in the evening light — I feel comforted and never, really alone.
Comforted in knowing that the trees are there for me daily as family.
Comforted when the chairs around the dining table conjure a vision of past meals with my family of human friends.
Comforted in knowing that the empty chairs will soon enough be embracing warm hearts and touching conversation.
Life can be really peaceful. If we choose.