Today a phone call with my very dear friend who is a generation older than me and lonely, presently unfulfilled- living, as she put it- in a colorless world. I began about loneliness, and want to share some ideas and … well, you’ll see. Every morning I get a newsletter in my e-mail box and one article struck a nerve; How your Age Determines What Makes you Happy.  OneWing

I read all 118 comments and many from folks about my age or older who talked about contentment, their companions, pets, gardens, nature. The small things to be grateful for every day makes them happy. I agree. Then came this; The article states; “when we’re young and our lives seem to stretch out before us, we tend to thrive on new, exciting experiences. But as our time on the planet grows short, we often find greater contentment in experiences that foster calmness and peace.” I appreciate now that I’m older with a creakier and slower body, forgetfulness, etc, but as an artist I challenge myself to create in new ways. I AM content in my life, but I also love being creative, stretching my boundaries in that creativity, learning new things, enriching my mind, etc. For me, the act of creating is incredibly satisfying.

Now about loneliness, from a mom’s blog, called Momastery; “Chase’s teacher is looking for lonely children. She’s looking for children who are struggling to connect with other children. She’s identifying the little ones who are falling through the cracks of the class’s social life. She is discovering whose gifts are going unnoticed by their peers. And she’s pinning down- right away- who’s being bullied and who is doing the bullying.” (Please keep reading.)


“How long have you been using this system?” I said. Ever since Columbine, she said.  Every single Friday afternoon since Columbine. Good Lord. This brilliant woman watched Columbine knowing that ALL VIOLENCE BEGINS WITH DISCONNECTION. All outward violence begins as inner loneliness. She watched that tragedy KNOWING that children who aren’t being noticed will eventually resort to being noticed by any means necessary…She is saving lives.

For older adults loneliness can mean illness and a shorter life span. An Internet search resulted in an amazing number of articles supporting this statement. I stopped at the end of the third page! So I’m back to where I started this post, but I think it’s very important. Years back an educator attepting to enlighten schools on best practices in dealing with “differently abled” students; those with disabilities, gave a public talk after spending all day with school officials then parents. He asked if we knew what EMH, BEH, AU meant. These are labels schools give to children to denote their disability and the corresponding classes that serve them. He then said; who knows what TAB means? Answer; Temporarily Able-Bodied. We are, many of us felled for varying periods of time by; stroke, heart attack, a broken ankle, diabetes, risky pregnancy, whooping cough…


Lastly, the speaker said; the biggest disability humans suffer is; Loneliness. I have always thought him correct though I had only my own plight as basis for my belief. There are so many ways to combat this feeling. I don’t find loneliness a trap, but a bit of a warning; to call a friend, get busy cleaning the house, make some art, take a walk. If it feels heavier then I spend time with a friend. Get a hug. Indulge in tears if so moved. Laugh. Share stories. And then the lonely cloud dissipates to leave me/my world sunny again.  I feel lucky in that my glass is half-full, so my world view IS sunny.

Thanks for reading my stories. Can’t wait to read yours! This is the way we touch each other. Three of my cards shown here. The saying on the first; We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another. By Luciano deCrescenzo. Please don’t copy my art. Now, one last thing. While composing this, an old advertising phrase came to mind. Here it is, enjoy.

(Oops! Wrote on same topic Jan 16. Sorry. Did say I was forgetful, didn’t I? Can’t remember, ha-ha.)