Emotional dependence is the sweetest and worst of its kind. Being emotionally dependent on someone can make us really really happy or make us really really sad. You know what I find most interesting? When we become emotionally dependent on children. There's nothing they can do for us physically, yet, they seem to be a single most powerful source of joy. You can't help being attached to children. When you raise a child from a feeble neonate to a healthy vivacious infant, teach her how to crawl, then teach her how to walk, watch her take her first step, hear her say her first word...the love of this person for the child is selfless. Nothing is expected in return; because the greatest return is in the smile that envelops the child's face and the incessant laughter that can light up the most melancholy heart.
Departing with this all-in-one-package-of-happiness is very difficult; painful even. You're torn apart between being happy and being sad; happy for the child, sad for yourself. My little ball of happiness sits a million miles away from me right now but the fact that I get to see her smiling face everyday, thanks to Skype, is a blessing. You never how much MORE something/someone means to you and has the power to influence your life and moods until you depart with it.
Cheers!
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