I know more than a few
lonely people.
There’s no single — or simple — explanation for their loneliness. There are those who, often through no fault of
their own, are social misfits, unable to successfully relate to those around
them. There are those whose days are solitary as a result of their own life choices, and those who are housebound because of disability or age, and those who have lost
a life-partner whose companionship cannot be replaced. Then there are people
who, despite being surrounded by caring friends and family, feel a deep-seated
and abiding loneliness because they cannot make one particular relationship
work, and that absence matters to them so much that every other blessing in their lives
pales into insignificance beside it.
Add it all up, and more than a few of us feel very much alone in this world, and those who are
not lonely now may well be lonely later.