I find myself reminiscing about
friendship . . .
It's ever so easy to take friendship
for granted. We've all had friends
since we were children. We're used
to it and tend to think little of it.
Of course we appreciate our friends.
They are our 'go to' when we need
to share our secrets, bitch, moan 'n
groan. Still, me thinks that other
than on Valentine's day, we don't
particularly give it much thought.
Something this year of the plague,
March to March, has taught me is
to take nothing for granted and
especially friendship. I've been so
used to friends coming 'round that
it really caught me out when it
stopped happening.
So last night, in front of the fire,
with a bottle of red and plenty of
laughter, the catching up began.
Upon reflection, I realize that the
'catching up' was of a different ilk.
We talked so much that we were
tripping over each other's words,
so fast that not even the angels
could have gotten a word in edge
wise. 'Twas a remembering of
sorts. Not only how it used to be,
but how it should be.
I am a better person because of
time spent with my bestie. She
brings me the gift of remembering . . .
I love her more than life itself!
i had forgotten
tis a kind of recalling
joy in the morning
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