Last night I had dinner with one of my closest friends, M. M lives in the Northern Territory. She moved up there a few years ago to do Nursing in remote Aboriginal communities. She comes back once or twice a year and we try to catch up.
I am spewing that I forgot to take a photo of us together though. I usually do.
Anyway, we had dinner and talked and laughed and even cried a little bit. It was absolutely incredible to see her. Makes me realise just how much I do miss her.
It made me think a lot about old friends. Many of my friends live great distances away. Some in Qld where I used to live. But many have just moved away as life has taken them down different paths.
How lucky are we to live in a age where staying in contact is as easy as logging on to the internet or picking up a telephone to call or text. Or even catching a 4 hour midnight $99 flight to visit. It makes our long distance friendships that much more alive.
100 Days of Gratitude - Day 12
Today I am grateful for friendships that last the distance, both figuratively and literally.