Saturday, October 13, 2012
I was telling Angus about my friend Nat this morning, on our way to catch up with her and her delightful family. And how we met for the first time when I was about his age. Coming up to thirty years ago. Thirty. years. How does that happen? I could describe our friendship as a great many things, but the one I feel sums it up the best is effortless. Doesn't sound particularly sentimental or loving. But if it's one thing I have learnt about friendships, it is that those effortless ones are worth more than gold. The kind that picks up where we left off, respects and supports, understands and endures... and doesn't change, even when we do. I love watching our children grow and play together, the years seem to be flying by and I know that before we know it, another thirty years will have passed. I hope they're able to experience a lifetime of incredible moments with one another too.