It’s important. That I have
moments of solitude. Even when living with my Italian true love. Same
goes for her. That’s something we have in common. The need for solitude. We
relish being together. Flitting back and forth. Between Sardinia.
And Minnesota.
And traveling together. In Europe. Italy. Iceland. Scotland.
Different parts of the U.S.
But we are separated, too. We know how to live alone. To be alone. In solitude. Yet, we are connected. Daily. In thought. In
spirit. On Skype. On the telephone. By email. Yes, even in solitude. I
replenish myself. In solitude. But also in her presence. It all adds up. To a
remarkable balance. To wonderful,
fulfilling life. A blend of togetherness
and solitude. –Jim Broede
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