This is a piece that I originally guest posted for specialneeds.com awhile back, and I decided to publish it here on my blog, too.
The other day there was a knock at my door. When I answered it was an elderly lady inquiring about my husband's business. She described what she needed and when she'd be home, stating that her husband had cancer and they were often not home during the day due to him needing frequent treatments. As she was leaving she mentioned something about how she puts something up against her door, so people can't look inside her house during the night and see she was there alone. I immediately felt a tinge of sadness for her. I could only imagine how she must feel during such a difficult time. I recalled the few and far between nights I have spent alone in the house while my husband was away and how I slept with phone under my pillow and checked the doors and windows three or four times.