Letting go is tough

A lady runs into our Ist class compartment a few seconds before the
train slammed it's doors. She makes frantic calls to her husband who
supposed to get on the train but was about miss it. She pleads with
the authorities to delay the train and wait for her husband. TGV waits
for nobody.

Train left without her husband. She places all her bags on one seat
and sank into the other. Passengers who couldn't find a seat in this
crowded train enquired if the seat was avaiable and she kept refusing
it through out the trip. She replaces her clumsy husband with this
duffle bag that silently sat on his seat. She didn't let go off the
seat and baggage remained for her as a reminder of her misfortune.

Aren't we like that with our relationships and tragedies in life?
symbollically replacing bygones with meaningless attachments. Life
would be easier if we just let go sometimes.