Richard read my blog today and said I didn't seem to have my priorities straight. He said I wasn't alone because I have an abundance of family and friends. That is partly true, but I have to say that in two years I can count on my hand the number of families who have come to visit. Teresa is the only friend to make the trip and honestly, it has shown me who my friends are in this world. I spent 30+ years running the roads for my friends. My son and youngest daughter are the only ones to visit me from my family. I hear all the excuses about gas prices and how they work and I don't, but I worked for years! I wore out vehicles helping folks, so what is one visit to Wartburg? Anyway, I am not upset because I have grown to enjoy my solitude. The loneliness I speak about comes when you roll over to touch someone in the middle of the night and it is void! I am craving the affection and love of a God-fearing, strong, man. Is that wrong? Is it so wrong to want to be a wife? Share your thoughts in the comments.