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"no man is an island" is a metaphor used by John Dunnn in "Meditation 17." this still exists today.

Everything changed when my cousin, Shannon died in 2007. My Aunt Barb had lost her only daughter. It took a huge toll on her. Not only did she have to deal with the loss of her daughter, but she also had to be there to take care of Shannon's two kids. My Aunt barB began to feel like an island. My mom and I began spending more and more weekends with her. She always seemed better when there were more people there with her. The other two people who were a big help were my cousins Staci and Maggie. After shannon died, Maggie moved in with my Aunt Barb. Maggie originally lived in Maryland and she had been wanting to movie back to my Aunt Barb's area for a while and she'd made the descision a few days after Shannon died. More and more relatives were there to help Aunt Barb and make her realize she's not alone. My aunt Barb was the last person in the world to deserve what happened. It was very hard to think of what I could do or say to console her. My Aunt Barb had a great support group, an enormous, loving family. I doubt she's "over" the fact that he daughter died. I know I'm not. I think she's better. My aunt barb was definately not an island. A lot of people in my family felt the same things that She felt. We had to get through it together. I think it would've been impossible for my Aunt barb if it wasn't for my cousins.

In conclusion, no man is an Island . When something tragic happens we cannot be expected to get through it on our own.