It's totally understandable to be "a little down" and scared after all the things that have happened in the past couple of years.

I can still drive (rather drive once more) so I am not tied to the house as I once was. But now I'm more alone than I ever was. David works from 7 or 9 am each day (including Saturdays) and comes home for dinner around 7 at night. Both girls live near but not near enough to visit regularly. I order my groceries online at www.peapod.com and they are delivered the day after the order is placed. Even tho' I drive and walk, I cannot handle the aisles , fatigue and sensory overload of the grocery store. No longer enjoy any kind of shopping. It's just not worth the effort that it used to be.

When I came home from the hospital last week, it was all I could do to make it from the bed to the bathroom and back. The kitchen was out of reach and that first day, I was alone for 7 hours. I started to take the kind of long hard look at me that you are doing for yourself right now.

What happened with me is that the community (through church, Rotary, my husband's job) started calling and looking in and running errands. I think that support has been there all along and I've just not seen it or asked for it or allowed it in. I never wanted to ask for help but it seems to be there without the asking if I allow it. Perhaps there are other friends who would like to be a bigger part of your life and you have not seen it yet?