It is something that non-internet people don't get - how it is possible to be literally moved to tears, whether of joy or as in this case, sorrow, about things happening to people never met. And yet, and yet, we know them, in a sense, so well, we share so many of their doings, their tears, their laughter. There is something about some people, that they can put a lifetime, a world, into a few sentences that we then read on a cold screen in some other part of the world.
So why did I cry? Because the partner of someone I have never met has been killed in an accident. And now, around the globe, other strangers are recording their sadness about this in blogs and emails, and we gather some comfort from it, knowing that there are many of us who care, about him and about his friends, and their pain as they have to go on step by step.
And just how do the stars come in to it? Because Harry wrote so incredibly movingly about finding his beloved under the cold diamond light of Orion. And because only a night or two ago, I was looking upward from half a world away at the same constellation, bright and clear above my house. Sometimes, there comes a reminder that if you prick us, we do bleed, or cry salt tears, or cackle with crazy joy or.....and whatever our artificial boundaries or vast oceans that might divide us, we only have to reach out a thought or a hand, and we can touch and comfort one another.
gw
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