Separation

It is probably a bit sad what I choose to think about but I guess it is just me, warts and all.
Today I have been thinking about separation and connection.  I am not considering the separation of bones, or a separation in marriage which happens.  The separation I am contemplating, is the one where a person chooses not to associate with people.
Of course everyone has a right to behave as they will, but it does not always mean others are the richer for it.  I knew someone who said if they had it their way they would be in their room with it boarded up.  They could not do that.  They choose to have obligations which precluded that eventuality.
Not everyone chooses to do that.  Some just go with it.  There are some that prefer their own company to that of others.  There are those that choose to be loners and to me that is ok.  Of course choosing not to be somewhere can be legitimate, if it is mostly a one off, and is not the case predominantly. 
What a person has to share need not be profound.  Often it is just having them there that means something to me.  Maybe others are the same but I tend to notice someone’s absence as much as their presence.  I guess I am a busybody.  I need to know why the person is absent.  Sometimes it is because they were sick.  I need to know and do something if I can.  Sometimes it is just a “time out” thing.  I have no problem with that.  What I do have a problem with, is someone wanting to be somewhere, but not being there, because of some obscure reason that is not true, or if it is true, is an incomplete picture.
My reasons for missing someone can be incredibly selfish. I can feel like a part of me is missing.  When someone cannot see, or has a hand missing, they are generally the poorer for it.  Generally I am the poorer for someone not being someplace when it was right that they be there.  I will generally make the most of what ever situation I am in, but there are times someone’s absence leads to a poorer experience than it might have been for me.
As I say, it does not need to be about what they say (though it can be).  It is just about them being there.  Interaction seems to me to be a good thing.  My problem is less about if I don’t, and more about if I can’t.