connection

I had the good pleasure of getting together with an "old" friend today. We used to support one another in our doula work and became good friends in addition to supportive colleagues. In our doula hey-day we spoke almost every day, saw each other most weeks, had long de-brief conversations after births, showed up in the labour room to provide relief for each other, planned and dreamed doula dreams. The beautiful thing is, in spite of the fact that I am no longer a practicing doula and haven't been for almost two years, we're still friends. We don't talk as often, but when we do we can talk as freely and enthusiastically about life, the universe and everything. We enjoy each others' company. We laugh. We understand each other. That kind of friendship is precious indeed.