Soledad, the Solitude of the BVM on Holy Saturday in Spanish tradition.


Our Lady of Solitude. Photo credit: RVISSM – Arquivo RVISSM, CC BY-SA 4.0,

Lyle spent the last six weeks with me in Monterey.

It’s Freezing! was the top comment of his visit, and we engaged daily in the ages-old battle of the thermostat, but in the reverse: he kept turning the heat up.


I bought him some fur-lined slippers, but they were uncomfortable, so he didn’t wear them. Or socks. Or pants. Just his redneck uniform: shorts, bare feet, and tank tops. Clearly, he doesn’t have to pay the California light bill.

Lyle has been my stalwart companion during my most dramatic moments in California– moving here and the plague. I could not have made it without him. That said, he gets one more visit, but if there’s an earthquake, tsunami, wildfire, or other disaster, then as harbinger, he is exiled from CA.

Uncertainty is uncomfortable, and our world has undergone a huge shift in a short time. I’m grateful to those who make me laugh, who call and text and check up on me, who love me.

I love you right back.

And in some cases (Leah), I love you MORE!

About Laura Alford, PhD

I'm a recent graduate of LSU (PhD in Accounting). In addition to academic research, I also write fiction on Tuesday nights with the Asilomar Writers.
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