Catching up with my old friend Robbie over the weekend was fantastic. Robbie and I have known each other for around 20 or 21 years, half both of our lifetimes. I have two other friends that I have known for even longer, who between the three of them I have clocked up around 77 years of friendship. Robbie and I can go 6 months or a year without seeing each other and still just pick up exactly where we left off. There is so much experience and familiarity between us that we are completely at ease with each other, able to talk in a kind of shorthand made up of shared references, and be able to cuddle without any sort of sexual tension.
I was thinking about this the other day and realised it's unconditional love. Familiarity hasn't bred contempt, it's bred a mutual understanding of who we both are and a mutual appreciation of each other - warts and all. It's really beautiful and very special.