I don’t understand. I don’t understand how you share the most meaningful moments of humanity and then part, forever. I hate it. This childlike belief that we all stay together plagues me, sets me up for unreal expectations when the slightest shift in a relationship knocks me over and makes me dizzy and sad. I am almost 40 and it’s like I’m five - in need of parents who cannot soothe my wounds anymore. When the people who used to mend your scars and comfort your wailing cries can no longer offer salvation, where else is left?