Isolation

I don't know what it is that I need to learn these days.  And it's hard to admit, that at nearly 46 years old I have to beg for Heavenly Father to bless me with a friend, but oh my gosh, how lonely this time in my life.

Rick travels Wednesday-Saturday, spends Sunday recuperating, only to spend Monday and Tuesday preparing to leave.

I used to have a best friend here, her husband kept a similar schedule as mine, so we could commiserate together, we could have family dinners together.  She was my life line, gosh how I miss her.

In every area I've lived, church was my family, since my family lives so far away.  That's not the case here, after nearly 3 years in our ward, it's a family, but no "friends" (except the one who is about to move away)

I work in a shop full of men (9 of them) they are awesome, I love them...but they travel, and you just don't hang out with your male coworkers on the weekend, ya know?  Church is so far, people in our ward so far and most women work.  Work is a place for associations, but I work with men.

Some days I feel the isolation is slowly killing any joy I have for life, along with the pressures I raising teenagers.  The isolation is shutting me down, it's taking me over in the form of depression.

People say, "get involved with the kids school, the PTO, or something".  I do not have time for that! I'm involved in work, church, orchestra (only one night a week)...there is little other time for anything.

I talk to my bff nearly everyday, I Marco Polo with others...but to have lunch or go to a movie, I'm alone, then why bother...how pathetic, to go alone.

Our move to NC was riddled with depression, our move to Catawba could be described by the one work:  ISOLATION.