there is no way to say this without sounding like i'm trying to suck up so i'm just going to come out and say it: some clients, i love. even though i may just see them once every couple of months. even though i don't necessarily hang out with them outside of our appointments together. even though they have their own lives and i have mine. i love them. i root for them. i think of them when i'm doing the dishes, or when i'm in line at the post office. i wonder how their date went. i wonder if they found a new daycare for their kids. i hope their mom is feeling better. and i am very grateful to what ever forces have brought them to me, and me to them. i feel better just knowing that they are out there in the world/that they exist.
geneviève and her boyfriend, christian, are two of these clients. christian is a fountain of folky/musical knowledge, and not unlike a younger, male version of me. and geneviève and i were probably best friends in a previous life. they're genuine and sweet and talented and interesting and real. all the things i love in people, they have in spades. if i didn't already have not enough time to see my friends, i would want to hang out with them all the time.
you can see for yourself, if you like, on geneviève's blog.
if you speak/read french, i dare you to read this entry and not love them as much i do.
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