The realisation that she and I have reached a sense of equilibrium in whatever this is. The feedback from the other side of an evening out I had earlier in the week, and someone feeling that she should have been outraged with what I was (apparently) saying. But she wasn't. Because I feel she understands me, or at least my point of view.
The quiet time after the children went to bed, not even needing to talk. Me resting my head on her legs, and the dog coming over to lick my face. Gales of laughter to that one.
Telling her that I'm her best friend, part of her inner support network, and that she is very important to me.
Having her open up in conversation to me more than she has in the recent past.
The quiet time after the children went to bed, not even needing to talk. Me resting my head on her legs, and the dog coming over to lick my face. Gales of laughter to that one.
Telling her that I'm her best friend, part of her inner support network, and that she is very important to me.
Having her open up in conversation to me more than she has in the recent past.
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