Last night, I ate supper alone. Today, I ate lunch alone. At lunch, I took out my book, and I read a few pages as I was eating. It was really nice. It was relaxing, and I loved not talking to anyone while I ate.
Last night, before I left the house, Kael said something to me about supper and wondering who I was going to eat with. I said, “I’m going to eat by myself.” He just looked at me. I think to him that sounded awful and maybe even like a punishment. I said something incredibly intelligent like, “It’s okay. I’ll like it.” or “I want to be by myself.” I’m not sure he was convinced.
Today when I went to lunch (thanks, Grandma!), he didn’t ask where I was eating or who I was eating with. I was a little afraid if I told him that I was going to eat alone (again) that he was going to insist on coming with me. 🙂
Perspective is a funny thing.