You come quietly into my private world and let me be.

You really try to understand me when I do not make much sense* .

You don't take my problem from the, but trust me to deal with it in my own way.

* You give me enough room to discover for myself why I feel upset, and enough time to think for myself what is best* .

You allow me the dignity of making my own decisions even though you feel I am wrong.

You don't tell me that funny story you are just bursting to tell me* .

You allow me to make my experience one that really matters* .

You accept my gratitude by telling me it is good to know I have been helped*.

You realise that the hour I take from you leaves you a bit tired and drained* .

You grasp m point of view even when it goes against your sincere convictions* .

You accept me as I am - warts and all* .

You don't offer me religious solace when you sense I am not ready for it* .

You look at me, feel for me, and really want to know me* .

You spend a short, valuable time with me and make me feel it is for ever* .

You hold back your desire to give me good advice.

Other Documents:

• My Father — a changing viewpoint as the years roll on
• When you thought I wasn't looking — how our kids really learn
• If I had my child to raise over again — time is so precious
• Good example — the eye's a better teacher