Acceptance!

I don't know how many events, family functions and other interesting occasions I would miss further. I think all. I am getting used to it now. Events come and pass and leave me with pictures only. I live on pictures. Pictures of all my loved ones are always with me. For few months,  I used to keep all pictures on my bed with the childish thought that they were with me. Then, these went to my study table and now they are lying in the drawer. I ve realized that they are only pictures, nothing more than that. I don't see them much, may be once in two weeks. I don't miss anyone much. i don't talk to them much. I have accepted that I am alone here and I will have to live like this for many years to come. Isn't acceptance a relief in itself?