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    everyone is the center of their own universe

I contemplate this and imagine what it is like for each of my friends. They have their own story, and I know a fraction of it, and from the outside. Yet, there is a world entirely theirs. It makes me feel a thing similar to admiration, with a touch of deference. What am I to them, when they are the center of their own universe? I hope I have added value to their lives.

What is the name of this emotion?