It is a fine thing indeed to be with people who "get" you. To be understood is perhaps the greatest gift of friendship. I spent the evening with W and J and family tonight. In addition to savouring a fine batch of bisquits and Irish Stew, a long cuddle with a content baby, and three stories with an appreciative two and a half year old, I also savoured the reality of being known. This showed itself most vividly in a brief conversation around what words I might use to describe the workshop portion of my business. I didn't have to do any explaining-- W and J were immediately on the same wavelength, in spite of their extreme fatigue and sleep-deprivation. I am thankful for the comfort and reassurance that comes from being known.
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