got reminded of how it took me 2 yrs and a change of 3 shepherds before I shared something really private to me to my 4th shepherd. something that really forced me to be vulnerable. and i remembert the whole setting very well. we were in the turkish restaurant (where they used to sell turkish ice cream), on the 2nd level of far east, and i remembered remembering her response very clearly - that she just listened and waited for me to share.

that. was therapeutic for me. and it encouraged me greatly.