Standing in a crowd we aren’t isolated, but we are still alone.
Every morning, every night – still alone.
I’m not melancholy – but yes, I am saying that people who think they are together are really all alone.
They wake up every day together, tethered to another with an expectation they will always be. But death, divorce and difficult circumstances can take them away in an instant even though they appear present.
The same is true for children and parents – they all appear to be one big happy family, but each of them is also alone.
Mastering the lonely of being completely alone is the easy part. Grappling with the issue of being ‘with others’ who are, in reality, absent is quite another.
Difficult for any adult, improbable and unfair for any child.