The unmentionables, to me, are those things I would say where most people would respond with "are you out of your mind?" or "I can't believe you would say that!" My urban family replies to those notions with an enthusiastic "me too!" or empathetic "you have a point". It is the kind of conversations where divulging the highlights of a really weird dream leads to creative inspiration. Or, expressions of grief and pain are met with compassion before constructive advice is rendered, if it is given at all. Freely speaking my mind with kindred spirits, without fear of ridicule or reproach, is priceless, the "pièce de résistance" in the Art of Friendship.
On days like today, I do not know what I would do without my urban family. Being with a couple of them this evening was an infusion of joy I have needed. My gratitude is depicted in the photo I found for my blog. I love this picture! It's graffiti art and it captures how I feel about my urban family tonight.
"Oil and perfume rejoice the heart; so does the sweetness of a friend's counsel that comes from the heart" Proverbs 27:9 (AMP)