Before I start I apologise for the cryptic nature of this blog, feel free to be unimpressed
I appear to have three types of people in my life.
Type A - Those who don't understand, prefer not to understand and will never understand, sometimes they appear to understand but if you scratch around you discover that it is a facade.
Type B - Those who understand after it is explained it to them, though I may have to re explain it to them every time I meet them.
Type C - Those who understand.
Understand what? I guess is the immediate thought. Perhaps how you answer that question classifies you.
You could substitute the phrase "get it" for "understand", but that may not help.
Now I hope you don't find me disingenuous. There are a myriad of reasons for where you fall into my types and it is no judgement or reflection on you. It is just where I find you.
The profession or the experience of the person does not correlate to their Type. We've known post adoption workers and Social Workers who sat happily, disturbingly happy if I'm being honest, in Type A. But I've met people with no experience of adoption or children who instinctively fall into Type C.
So, what's my point.
Well, I think I'm trying to say thank you to good friends who just get it, the likes of @colourcarwen & @2outof3 and the rest of the twitter verse. Family, colleagues and friends, not a long list but a significant one. Often they just listen.
They get it, they don't have to ask, they don't need explanation. They just nod and don't feel the need to offer home spun "time is a great healer" fortune cookie wisdom. For that I'm grateful.
American surrealist Loren Adams said 'What is understood need not be discussed'.
I don't know what he's talking about but I know what I'm talking about.
If you do too then I'm sure all of this made sense.