I used to be able to focus on my children - the ones coming forward. I made sure I had contact with them once a week now that they've left home. I had not paid as much attention to the generation I am part of - or the one above me. I thought WE were OK.
But now I know we're not OK. We're lonely. We need to be told over and over that we are alive, and that life is good.
We need to be able to reminisce about our loved ones. Sometimes we just need to hear the news and not be left out.