Interesting word. You may not think so, but I believe any word that can be defined in different ways by different people, deserves to be dubbed “interesting.”
Of course, comfort is technically defined as something that soothes or reassures. Most people think of familiar food, a shoe that’s the perfect fit, a smooth driving car, or loose fitting clothing.
But I’m learning that there’s comfort in time, too.
Yeah, so maybe it goes too quickly, but that’s not what I mean. I find comfort in time, with regard to people. The longer I’ve known, really known you, the more comfort I have to just…be (with you). What a gift to have comfort with a friend, knowing that for better or worse, they’ve been there and will likely be there in the time to come.
Time spent with a good friend is like coming home after a long and exhausting trip, taking your shoes off, and tucking your feet under you as you curl up in your favorite chair.
Be honest, does a smile not drift to your lips as you draw that mental picture?
It doesn’t seem to matter the time or distance that separates, you just sort of fall right back into place—a place of being mutual desire for connection and acceptance. And the best part? You don’t have to do a thing differently or change yourself, because this time you’ve spent connecting and knowing each other allows you to simply be.
The only discomfort I find in time, is the thought of not having more of it to just spend in the presence of a good friend; the telling of it’s comfort simply a soft smile lifting my lips.