Tim and I drove north this morning. 145km to be exact and then back again. In-between we shared time with an artist who inspired and made us laugh. I hope we might have made him happy too. As well as snapper and fries we had Bob Dylan and deep stories that started to connect us.
Connecting at a level that matters. The world is overloaded with head and logic. Today it was heart. And that meant family, the good and the challenging. But realising that whatever, all is learning and growth.
Tim left with a special message of caring for his upcoming surgery. I left warm and content.
Even the road seemed peaceful going back. Uncle Stan was waiting for me when I got home. He seems peaceful.
So does Tim.
Thanks my new friend. It was an authentic day.