Are you a fortunate person to have someone in your life who cares for you? I don’t mean care in the sense it is commonly used. But who cares for you like your mother used to, when you were a child? You are a grown-up person now. Does that imply that you don’t need anyone to take your care? Don’t you need someone to ask you if you are ok? And then to try and make you comfortable? Don’t you need someone who knows what you like and then to arrange for it? Don’t you need someone who will put balm on your aching legs? Who will smother you with love, when you feel lonely?
Don’t you want someone to just come and sit beside you and talk to you in silence? Don’t you need someone who will make you cry, because you want to, but can not because you are an adult? Don’t you feel that you need someone in front of whom you can cry your heart out? And be sure that someone will wipe your tears? Or because you are adult, such things are not done? Even if one feels extreme pain of any kind, one can cry either in church or all alone in a park? We are adults. But there is a child in all of us. We are fighters, but sometimes we lose the battles....