One of my biggest fears when I lived in the last city I did, where I knew almost no one, and very infrequently did I have visitors (with some very notable exceptions! like my dear next-door neighbor), one of my biggest fears was that I would drop dead in the house ... and no one would find me ... and the dogs would starve to death ... and I would become a weird news item of the day, like the mummified woman no one missed in her neighborhood, either ;-
This afternoon, my neighbor and friend, Karl, in #13, dropped over ... he does that, and that's nice :) Then, his Mom called him on the phone and said she was stopping over - "I'm in #1, Mom" ... so his Mom came here! So I got to meet Karl's mom, and that was nice, but wait! She was coming over to bring him dinner and as he said he was visiting a neighbor in #1 - well, she brought me some, too - A HOMECOOKED MEAL :) Oh my WORD! I about died and went to HEAVEN!!!
And then, while they were here ... my former neighbor Bobby came over ... Doris in #3 stopped down ... AND Karl's son Kyle came over. I had more people, than furniture! Well I could have had enough spaces, actually, but you see my mind's still stuck in the rut of being a single recluse, so I have stuff all over ... I had a living room full!!! WOW! Me - I had that!
I have a life reworked, I realized that today! AMEN!!!