good friends...

are apparently hard to find, aren't they? isn't that what everyone says?

well, not in my case :-) throughout my life i have had the good fortune of meeting many many people, and some have become good friends, a chosen few have even made it to 'best friend' status...i'm sure in young people speak that should be BFF....but i'm not that young, so i'm sticking with the reasonably vanilla and possibly outdated term 'best friend'...

and in recent months when i have been to hell and back, when i have spent a lot of time pondering my existence and questioned who i was, sometimes coming up empty, sometimes even wondering if would make it through...a small handful of these amazing friends have been there and made me remember just how blessed i am...who have been there when things haven't looked good, have listened when i've needed to talk (and have i needed to talk?), have tried really hard to put themselves in my situation and see it from where i sit...well, the last few months has provided not only a number of tests for me, but in a way, for my friendships too, and through it, a few of these friends have stood up...

and it's funny coz even though it has been one of the most difficult, emotional, roller coaster type times of my life, it has been a great time to be with girlfriends and to reflect on just how important they are to me...

i am truly blessed when it comes to friends...

so today, having not spoken to one of these friends for a week or so, i update her on what's happening, and of course, following Friday night's 'texting' with Chris and the possible (although unlikely) tea date tomorrow, i needed to update her....and this is what she said:

"it takes time to desensitise ourselves from those things that make us obsess.  exposure to that which we are in fear of/obsessed with helps the desensitisation process, i think.  keep calm and carry on"

how lovely.  how absolutely lovely that she didn't go into 'advice' mode, didn't feel the need to tell me how completely and utterly insane it is to meet up with him, and did not go into 'i really don't think he's good for you' mode...not to have been judged, not to have her sit in judgement of where i find myself, was a gift...

so Nat, if you are reading, thanks :-) for my other readers, Nat is a long lost best friend from uni days...she re-appeared in November after my migraine and subsequent drug induced dream heralding the return of people from my past!

so, as i prepare to lay down my weary head and get ready for another week of likely uncertainty (is there some irony in there somewhere?), i will go to bed smiling, and counting my lucky stars that i have some truly amazing, beautiful and wonderful women in my life...

xx