I am my mother

We are so alike.

Once upon a time this would have bugged me terribly. Now it's comfortable, friendly, a source of comfort and compassion, a foundation for cooperation.

No doubt it's been true forever, but it seems recent. Maybe it's to do with a bit more relaxation on her side and more maturity on mine.

Maybe as we both grow up we are learning to like ourselves and the reflection of ourselves in each other.

Best sort of delay

As is so often the case, I've left today's post to the last minute. It will therefore be short.

The hour of writing is so late because I've been out for the evening - a date at relatively short notice with a dear friend.

We saw an  excellent film (Ida: http://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/ida-2014), ate a delicious supper, best of all, hours of challenging and amusing conversation.

In my hours in the studio alone I've thought a lot about human connection of all sorts. Again and again I realise the benison of friendships old and new. 

Friendship

It comes in many flavors

a newly-met colleague shares information, a story, a laugh, encouragement
a former workmate gets in touch just to catch up
a brother calls
a former boss continues to mentor and challenge
a whole cheer squad of crafty folks challenge and critique
a stranger offers kindly help
a business associate opens their home, shares their passion
an accidental travel companion enlivens a dull journey
an old acquaintance supports my cause
@[anyone] shares advice
a family invite me to be part of raising their children
... and many more

There's a lot of friendship around.  Cheers, pals!