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Thank goodness for friends

Today was a public holiday, and I had decided to stay in the city and not go home for the day.  My mum implored me to try and have a good amount of rest.   I wish I could have a day where I could just lay in bed all day, but most likely I would end up at a mall out of boredom.

We all have friends who serve different purposes in our life.  There are toxic friends, and there are good time friends.  Then there are the friends who are keepers, and I met with two of them today.

The second one I met with today is one of my oldest friends.  We officially started our friendship on the first day of high school.  Our friendship had experienced rough sailing, like most teenage friendships have, and we haven't been close for many years when we started making our way into the world.  But despite the distance between us, whether physical or otherwise, I know that I can rely on our connection and common understanding when I needed her kind of wisdom.  

Today I had told her my thoughts about my dad, something I have never told anyone else yet.  Because I knew that of all people, she would understand.  I was not ready to open up before this, so maybe I needed the kind of sharing we've had to know that she understands where I was coming from.

It's comforting when we realize that we have those kinds of friends.  They may not be many, they might not want to go drinking with us or go to concerts with us, and we might not see them as often as we like.  And even if they're not there when we want them, they show up at the perfect time that they should.  
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