The importance of people

I walked into the hospital and heard someone call my name. I didn't really pay attention because I assumed they didn't mean me. But it turned out to be one of my mum's brothers and my cousin. So we went up together to my mum's room. We sit there and chat. And my dad turns up. And after a while my dad's brother and wife appears. And we go to the common room and have coffee. And chat. And laugh. And my mum brings out some chocolate that a dear friend to her had brought her earlier in the day when she visited. And as we were sitting there and talking about how my mum's manager is coming to take her out for lunch in town tomorrow I was once again reminded of how loved my mum is. How loved we all are. And it gave me some peace. We are not alone. And that is such a wonderful feeling.