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Loneliness

Shout out to Jen for being my first sounding board for this poem. Love you, friend!

Loneliness
It sounds bad, doesn't it?
Disconnected and isolated.
But I think back
To times I was most lonely
And that was where I was met 
Most.
Where I felt God see me
And know me
And love me
Most deeply.
And while I was still alone
And deeply felt that loneliness
I also felt so seen
And accepted 
And loved.
My sadness was not gone
My desire for
Connection
Relationship
Community
Did not disappear 
But
It became bearable
It became
Enriching
Life Giving
Rewarding
And full of growth.


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