Depending on the quality moreso than the quantity, part of us is grieving, to a greater or lesser extent. While we interact with those around us, making casual chit chat with those around us, there may be a two year old in our lap that’s had a boo boo, kicked his/her toe, and requires our attendance. Just the absentminded back stoking contact, one hand rubbing slow constant circles as we make casual chit chat. Excusing ourself to put them down to bed, or calling a premature end to the play date should a tantrum be pending. Watching for the signs, respecting the oncoming wave. Not pushing the point or creating unnecessary tension. Just moving with a responsive, calm and attentive flow.