I’m rather blessed to have some absolutely super friends. Each friendship is as different as the friend, and through the ups and downs of life, there are people who have stood out from the crowd, who’ve gone the extra mile, who’ve exhibited that indescribable quality of *somethingness* which has called to me and let me know that this is a person I wanted to be part of my life. It has been an absolute privilege when this sentiment is returned.
Sadly, with only Ten Things, I can but highlight a small number of the wonderful, awesomerockin’ people who I number among my friends. If you know we are friends, you know how important you are to me, and you know that I don’t leave you out to be unkind, but to adhere to convention of the hop. You matter to me so much. I promise.
One friend – My ‘person’. My friend of all friends, who knows the outer me, the inner me, the very deepest darkest me, and all things in between. She has been a constant for very nearly half my life, and (as we plan it) will remain a constant for the very rest of it. Distance is nothing. Time apart is nothing. I have a connection with her which is rare and amazing, and totally unique. Our lives crossed quite by chance and it was one of the most serendipitous moments I think I’ve encountered.
Two friend – A ‘couple’ to match Husby and I, comprising together not double-dates, but four individuals sharing fun, board games, frivolity, meals, challenges, Big Events and minutiae which comprise the very fabric of life.
Old friend – Gentle, kind, always full of sunshine smiles but never slow to tell me off or boss me. A person to be quiet with, or noisy with. A person to prank and laugh with and work beside. A listener, advice-giver and a joy to know.
New friend – Brought to me by the happenstance of a book (or several) and now an important person to me. A wonder to chat to, to read and to know, who will fight with me, laugh with me, sing to me and tell me stories. A person of great character, great depth and great wonder.
Sad friend –We can meet up after months (or, shh! maybe even a year of little contact) and pick up where we left off. We can share our Good Things and Sad Things and encourage one another, promise to meet up soon (and maybe, this time, do it) but each struggle on, meet again for another dose of cheering, and continue.
Glad friend – Something of a zephyr; apt to appear, disappear, then reappear and settle down to spend time chatting (perhaps) but (almost) always full of sunshine and glitterbombs and ever-ready to chase away dark clouds with lightness of spirit and breezy common sense.
Very, very bad friend – Co-plotter, giggler and carrier-out-of-slightly nefarious deeds. A co-conspirator extraordinaire, and sharer of certain aspects of my life, which have ensured we’ve come to understand innately the need to be able to rant and swear and cry and whine, and be treated kindly whilst doing so, and can support one another in this.
Wise friend – A true live-er of life in all its richness, imparter of common sense, good advice, understanding and funnies. An amazing writer and an inspiring person -another not afraid to boss me, but with warmth of character and a way of embracing life that I would be wise to aspire to emulate.
Surprise friend – Not yet fully established, and still new and shiny, but small remarks passed and quiet moments of chatter on various topics suddenly leading to moments of honesty beyond anything I think either of us were prepared for, but with that surprise, understanding, acceptance and (I hope) the start of something which may deepen and enrich us both.
Now, let me surmise, friends: