Sitting here slightly hungover and drinking diet coke, I’m reminded of my old flames in the form of best friends and just why they mean so much to me.
I’ve always struggled balancing my social calendar especially during the festive season and the task always feels daunting but, recently I met up with two of my closest school friends for dinner at our local Wetherspoons and all my anxieties disappeared.
I’m just so happy that we were finally all available on one cold November evening for one another.
We’ve always had the ability to talk and talk and talk for hours without taking a breath. Voices getting louder with every sip of alcohol.
We drank lots of wine and gin, spoke about our relationships, old school friends, food etc and reminded ourselves of why after over 10 years we still make time to care and love one another.
We’re all now more or less in the same head space, settled down with our partners, looking forward to 2019, saving for a home and wanting to go on lots of exciting adventures. Supporting each other and equally wanting to make more of an effort to keep in touch.
It feels like time is fleeting these days and often we all forget to communicate with each other and the rest of our wider friend group but, personally, I know that as long as my friends are happy and healthy it doesn’t matter whether I see them once a year or once a week.
Nonetheless, when I’m with my best two I feel like I’m fun, carefree and ready for anything. That’s something I haven’t felt for a while and never realised I missed until now.