Sometimes I need a friend, a shoulder or a loved-one. Sometimes I need excitement, laughter or an argument. Sometimes I need a husband, a confidant or a someone to blame.
But often, what I need most is a companion.
A person who I can spend three hours in the same room with and not say a thing.
A person who knows I am happy doing my thing and who I know is happy doing theirs.
Someone who makes tea magically appear; someone who drops a kiss on the top of my head and that is all that is needed.
Companionship is the not talking, the not asking, the not. It’s the knowing.
Companionship is quiet, respectful, comforting and, probably, the most important thing.