I have a friend. I know she has my back. She has all sides of me on the evenly hefty square shape scale. She can promise me that when I fall she will be the first to laugh at my enormous butt hitting the ground. When I jumble my words and make no sense, she will laugh till she snorts foreign things from her nose that I cannot identify. If I have accidently hitched up my dress in my granny pants she will help only by telling everyone to look and heaven forbid should a bogey escapes from nostril prison. She wouldnt say boo and it would be left to crust and only be seen with a self mortified look in the mirror and after a full days outing. If I have food on my teeth she will tell me how beautiful I am and to smile at everyone and make their day. If I complain about my hubby or anyone, (as besties always do) she will tell me to suck it up and give me a boot in that below the waist reverse area. She sounds more like an enemy doesnt she, but she must stay my best friend because she knows far too much about me. We are starting to fantisize about rocking in our rockers when we get old and with our forgetful minds we can be new besties everyday. We are chalk and cheese but I will admit Im not sure who is the chalk and who is the cheese. Whichever is the badder, is definately her. We dont get jealous when each other goes out with “other “ friends. We don’t get jealous at each others successes should we be lucky enough as those are usually few and far between. We have travelled seperate roads with seperate loves and heartaches in life that has taken us to living at diferent ends of the country but it is still no barrier.
What is a friend to me? Being active with that friend whether related by blood or by heart. My beauitful neice who has the kindest heart on earth posted a saying on FB…. “People make time for those that they want to make time for. Never believe anyone who says they are too busy because if they wanted to be around you.. they would”. That’s when I realised that my friend who I met at 8 years old and who is still my friend all these years later is because we have been “ACTIVE”. Active in each others lives. Thank you facebook for the last 10 years because now she can pester me actively on a daily basis if not hourly but we make time for each other because I love her to pieces warts and all and she loves me and my wobbly bits plus endless banter. Thanks matey. This is for you “Nuggets” Yea I know, a real cruddy nickname I gave you at school but what about the one you gave me “Jocky Juniours” really!!! I’ve had to wear that nickname for 47 years now! Are they not undies……