On Saturday I had a visit from a special friend. It had been hastily arranged a few days ago. She now lives overseas, so this was very exciting.
We met twenty years ago when we were both training to become Speech and Language Therapists. I remember coming out of one of our first lectures and this curly-haired, smiley person bouncing up to me and asking me if I was from Yorkshire, because she was too. We were both full of excitement for living in London. For the next few years if we fancied an art exhibition, a night at the opera, a visit to an obscure museum, an unusual eatery (Garlic restaurant, anyone?) a cycle ride from London to Brighton, busking, a mini triathlon, or travelling to Indonesia, then we were up for it.
I encouraged L to talk to the person who is now her life partner. She was my bridesmaid and is unofficial godparent to my children. We both emigrated, to different continents. She visited me in Australia and was a steadfast friend through my choosing to leave my marriage.
We have laughed together, cried together, worried, wondered, wandered, wobbled and worked it all out together.
She has my back and I have hers. She knows all my faults and all my foibles, and loves me just the same, as I do her. In fact I love her all the more for them, because it allows me to be exactly who I am with her. Together we shine.
Do you have long-distance friendships that mean the world to you? What changes have your friendship seen through the years?