Confessions of a Caregiver

I've always been drawn to the role of a caregiver in relationships. It's strange because I'm not looking for someone to call me 'Daddy' or anything like that, it’s more about nurturing and protecting another adult who trusts me implicitly. Last night, after a particularly rough day at work, I found myself taking care of my partner as if they were hurt or lost, wiping their tears away and making them feel better. It's odd how comforting this role feels to me, but also slightly unsettling because it’s such a departure from the way others might see me, independent, strong, maybe even aloof. Yet there's something about being needed in this way that speaks to my soul more than I care to admit.