Of Dependence

In the past, I like to think that I am a dependenable person. Especially to those who are really close to me.
I like to help them solve their problems. Or lighten their burdens.
I think I always take up their cause. Fear for them. Worry for them. Work for them.

I think being dependent on someone is a blissful feeling.
The feeling that you can always fall-back on some people when things go wrong.

I remember a "Calvin and Hobbes" strip where in that particular run, their house was broken-into when the family was out on vacation.
It was a big shock to all of them. And when night time comes, Calvin was able to snuggle onto Hobbes for comfort.
For his parents, the dad said something like this;
"Why do I have to be the grown-up here?"

I guess I can understand the feeling of wanting to be dependent on someone.
It is nice. To know that there is someone you can count on to help lighten the burden.When things go wrong.
You know that you can get a good-night sleep, because that someone will take care of things.

When the dependency wears off, does that means ... the distance has increased?
It is hard to say.

Dependency.It is a bliss to be able to depend on someone.