Why are partings always so sad? Why do we always cry when we say goodbye? Why do we always find it so difficult to let go?
There is an element of uncertainty hidden in every farewell. The sense of not knowing. And it scares us, this not knowing. Not knowing if this is the last time we will see the person. Not knowing if there is a next time. Not knowing if we will still be around even then.
The road is long, and we need to keep on walking.