One of the things I have learnt over the
years is the necessity of really meaningful friendship, and the trust and
acceptance really good friends provide, and the important role they play - both
in good times and bad.
Last weekend I was lucky enough to jump on
a plane and be with two of my dearest and oldest friends in a seaside location
where we just relaxed, laughed and shared all the details of our lives that we
never have the time to do. We all achieved organisational miracles to be able
to leave our families, and were all more than ready to only have ourselves to
worry about and to just be us.
We’ve done this before and have committed
to making it an annual event because we all need it – not just the time out, but
also the nourishment we get from our friendship and being with each other.
We all have friends in different places that are associated with the different
stages of our lives and our children’s lives. But the reality is that try as we
might, these people can never really know us like we know each other. More than 25 years
of friendship means all the laughs, secrets, tragedies, heartache,
embarrassing moments and personal growth and change that we have shared has
given us something special, that is very unique and which we all cherish.
Last weekend is my way of making sure I
never lose that precious gift and always make time for it, so that I will
always have these girls in my life …for as long as that life exists.
