For most of my life, I was rarely alone.
I was married for over 30 years and raised three children. My days were full of meals to make and pickups from school and activities. When my kids were young, I often dreamed of just one hour alone. One quiet hour to read, to breathe, to hear myself think.
Now I am 61. I am divorced. I’ve just moved back to Santa Fe, New Mexico. And I live alone.
If you had told my younger self this story, I’m not sure she would have welcomed it. I assumed being alone at this age would feel like failure, or loss, or something to fear.
But I’m learning that isn’t the whole truth.
Right now I’m sitting in the coffee shop inside a Santa Fe bookstore called Collected Works. I hear conversations, music, the clink of cups. I was reading, and now I’m writing. No one needs anything from me in this moment.
And it’s okay.
Being alone isn’t always just about an empty house. It can bring up deeper questions.
Who am I if no one needs me today? What does it mean if I’m single now? Is this loneliness, or simply space?
It’s easy to confuse being alone with being abandoned. But they aren’t the same thing.
Loneliness is disconnection. Aloneness can be a pause. A reset. A chance to come back to yourself.
Here are five gifts I didn’t expect to find in this season.
Without constant demands, your own voice gets clearer. You remember what you like and what you need.
You can move through your day at your own pace. There’s less rushing and more room to breathe.
Your home and your routines reflect you. You don’t have to compromise or explain your preferences.
Instead of relationships happening by default, you build them intentionally. A coffee shop conversation can feel like a small doorway back into life.
This is not the end of your story. It is a new chapter, and it can hold freedom, creativity, and joy.
If you once longed for quiet when your children were young, you may be surprised by what it asks of you now.
Being alone can feel too quiet at first. Or too loud with your own thoughts. But over time, you may notice something gentle happening. You don’t have to fill every moment. You don’t have to have the next step figured out.
Sometimes learning how to be with yourself is the whole point.
Being alone at 60 does not mean you failed. It does not mean you were left behind. It does not mean your best years are over.
It means you are still here. And that means your life is still alive.
Does being alone scare you? Is this a real fear or something you’ve learned to experience? Have you found that you like being alone?
Thanks for writing this great article–I appreciate it! Even though I am married, my husband and I make it a point to give each other some space and time alone on a regular basis. It allows us both to have fun pursuing the interests that we do not have in common. Or we may choose to simply spend that time alone–having a quiet day doing absolutely nothing but recharging our (physical and emotional) batteries. This helps to keep us both feeling personally more centered and balanced and it does wonders for our relationship. By the way, it was so nice to see that you live in Santa Fe, New Mexico! I live there, too, and you are the first person that I know of in this great city, that is also familiar with Margaret Manning and Sixty & Me. This is kind of exciting for me–thank you!
Oh what a coincidence you live here! I am glad you have space and time on your own when you need it!
Thank you for this article. I am not scared to be alone. I have activities I like to do alone and they keep me busy. To me, being alone is a special time and after all these years of taking care of others, it is very nice to be able to take care of myself. It might be hard to explain but I feel blessed to have the opportunity to be alone and to share my time with others when I want to or need to.
That’s wonderful!
How about more thoughts for women in 70’s n 80’s! Life is a little scary, especially navigating alone
I hear you, I can understand why you feel that way at that age.
I agree. I’m 82 and was not alone until my husband passed away when I was 72. After a few years I did go online and eventually met a really nice man but we still keep our separate residences. Having someone to enjoy life with every now and then is quite wonderful, along with having plenty of time to myself.
Never. I love being WITH self.
That’s great!
Being alone doesn’t scare me as I’ve always enjoyed my own company.
So great you have always felt that way!
Thank you for your kind words.
By the way I sent you an e-mail via your website regarding an error I found on there (I never heard back from you).
Is the e-mail address you supplied on your website still in use?
I did not receive one, I will look into my website, thanks.
Thank you for letting me know.
I sent you another one; I hope you received it.
Best wishes
I’m not afraid to be alone, I enjoy being by myself. I drive trips alone, camp alone, hike alone. Married but live alone feeling, fending for myself, but it seems at 75 I find there are times I might need a little help, enjoy company once in awhile. Where I live it’s hard to find a community that I fit in. Gals my age mostly knit, play cards or rattle on talking. I still wanna go do but I can’t keep up with 40-50 yr olds anymore, lol