Feel Good Friday: Kindred Spirits

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Feel Good Friday is a regular series to give you a smile, a chuckle, or a nugget of wisdom to get your weekend off on the right foot!

Feel Good Friday: Kindred Spirits

Last week my husband arrived home from work and declared that he was really, really happy.

When I asked why, I was expecting to hear about positive feedback at the office or maybe a really great lunchtime jog.

“I’m really happy because on the drive home I saw a guy wearing business casual clothes picking mulberries from a bush next to the road.”

My look of confusion drew a further explanation.

“I felt like he was a kindred spirit!”

For this to make any sense at all, you have to understand that my husband is a fascinating cross between Henry David Thoreau and Steve Jobs. He equally enjoys being as far away from technology as possible and as intimate with it as he can be—a true lover of nature and gardening and berry-picking who simultaneously loves sitting at a computer all day designing websites for a living.

So for him to see another 9-to-5 kind of guy picking mulberries in his work clothes—as my husband has undoubtedly done many times—was quite satisfying, and in some ways reassuring.

We often feel relieved when we meet our kindred spirits, don’t we? We feel a connection that’s inherently different than the one we feel with our family members or co-workers or acquaintances. There’s somebody out there who gets it, we think.

When my son was a newborn I felt that way almost every time I met another mom with young children. She gets it.

I felt that way when I attended BlogU and met other women writers and bloggers who are all grappling with this relatively new platform for our words. They get it.

I feel it every time I read a comment from one of my blog readers who emphasizes with me, commiserates with me, or even challenges me. You get it.

There’s so much comfort in finding a kindred spirit who gets it. Be sure to find yours.

When have you met a kindred spirit? What did it feel like? 

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