Oh the Comfort

Oh the comfort,

the inexpressible comfort,

of feeling safe

with a person,

having neither to weigh

thoughts

nor measure words,

but to pour them all out

just as they are,

chaff and grain together,

knowing that a faithful hand

will take and sift them, keep what

is worth keeping,

and then,

with the breath of kindness,

blow

the rest

away.

- George Eliot

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