This week I will be spending a few days alone. Well, as alone as possible in this day and age. The kids and my husband are out-of-town at USPC (United States Pony Club) Mega Rally for the Great Lakes Region, and I was the one chosen to stay home and care for the dogs and the business.

While I miss my family very much when they’re gone. I have to admit a lit bit of joy in the fact that I get two and half days to devote time to getting ready for the conference I’m going to next week.

I remember hearing somewhere along the way that a person can’t be happy in any relationship with another until they are happy spending time alone, and there was a time in my life when I know that picture to the left would have made me feel very lonely and maybe a little panicked. Now, when I look at it I see someone enjoying their solitude and it leaves me feeling at peace.

Does this mean I want to run away from my life as I know it or that I’m not going to be extremely happy to have my loved ones return on Tuesday? Of course not! And I have no plans to become a recluse. But what I am learning about myself is I’m a little more comfortable in my own skin that I was ten or even five years ago.  And that it’s okay to completely enjoy my solitude in small doses.

When you’re able to get some, do you look forward to me-time?