I would have a life. You would be in it. Just not as much. We wouldn’t say goodbye. But maybe I’m looking at this wrong. If my life existed without you I would still be swimming. I wouldn’t be on my island safe and sound. The storms would come and go throwing me around. But I would still be swimming. Life is full of swimming. But when someone is there to help, you don’t have to swim as much. You will always exist somewhere. Just not swimming with me.