Living alone...

I could not leave for Seattle together with my friend on July 15 because my passport with the tourist visa had not arrived. The advice said it usually takes at least  10 days for processing and mailing. Today is  the 9th day, and it has not arrived. Hope and pray it will arrive tomorrow, the 10th day.

So for the past six days I have been alone in the apartment. I went out once to the embassy to see my friends there. And every two days, I would throw away the garbage to the bin exclusively for residents of our apartments and then drop by the grocery store nearby. 

I can't say living alone is boring, because I am a homebody. There are always things to do, aside from cleaning the house, washing and ironing clothes. I upload photographs of our travels I took last month to Facebook, or send some to instagram and CNN iReport. 
And of course now I have time to write my blog.

I have resumed reading again, this time a novel by Dag Solstad, reputably Norway's "bravest, most intelligent novelist" entitled 'Professor Andersen's Night'. This was recommended by a journalist-friend. I haven't read any novel in ages...

But living alone is lonesome. At the end of the day I long for someone to talk to, someone I can share my joys and dreams; someone who can advise me whenever I have problems and heartaches. And of course someone to share the pillow with me.

But prayers help me get by. I turn to God as I always do. I pray to Jesus, Mama Mary, St Joseph and all saints who have always helped me. And I read the Bible readings and gospel for the day. 
My faith helps me get through the day.