Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for listening intently and speaking softly. For listening and making sense of the nonsense that tumbles out of me. For allowing me to struggle and make sense of myself. For letting me bring things into focus. For letting me paint all the colors I have. For tell me of my shifts. For connecting with each shift. For putting us as equals. For patiently and graciously accepting the difference in our views. For just being this person who knows how to deal with everything. For letting me paint some parts of you that may or may not be there.
I hope I can be there for you too.
I hope I can be there for you too.
