"Oh, the comfort,
the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person,
having neither to weigh thought nor measure words,
but pouring them all right out,
just as they are,
chaff and grain together,
certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keeping what is worth keeping,
and with a breath of kindness,
blow the rest away."
Meant to ping you, too, lovely funny lady!
Wonderful poem!