Ode to my Friend

friend, grief, loss
Image courtesy of Pixabay

Tomorrow is such a sad day for me

It is when I say my final goodbye

Your time on this earth has now ended

You’re going to join the stars in the sky

You were my best friend in childhood

We were together all the time

I loved spending time round at your house

And you were always welcome at mine.

Just like me you were clumsy

Always tripping over your feet

Once you gave me a piggy back

And we both fell over in the street!

You were always so very thoughtful

And every Valentine’s Day

You sent me a card and a present

 Even when I moved away!

Our lives moved in different directions

And yet, we never lost touch

Always there in the background

Despite, not seeing each other much.

I know you told me your feelings

And we decided that we wanted to date

We went out together at the wrong time

And ended up just staying as mates

I hadn’t seen you for ages

Then bumped into you when I had gone out

We stopped and chatted like old times

Your life seemed all sorted out

I can’t believe you have gone now

And that I won’t see you again

But I have such wonderful memories

And with me they will always remain.

A Special Guest Comes Calling.

Me and Daffy

Guess who came to dinner on Friday? It was none other than the lovely Daffy ( well actually it is Sandra), the wonderful person behind Wild Daffodil blog.

She was up this way on a textiles course and asked if we wanted to meet up. Of course, I did! After all, we had been in contact for a while, and as is the way with blogging, I already felt that I knew her quite well, so it would be a delight to meet her in person.

I was certainly not disappointed. Daffy is bright, bubbly and a real pleasure to be around. She is also very artistic and creative which sadly, I am not! It was wonderful looking at what she had made in her textile course and the thought and love she puts into her projects.

We had a very pleasant evening with lots of laughs, (even Mr Grump was cracking smiles). Unfortunately, it was over too soon though as the time had raced by at an alarming rate.

The whole experience just reinforced my belief of how wonderful and genuine bloggers are. We both certainly agreed that we are privileged to belong to such a wonderful community of friends.

 

Far Flung Friends.

One of the best things about being a blogger, I have found  is meeting people from all different walks of life.  I love the diversity we have on here. I love that we have our own traditions, customs and cultures. I love that now matter what colour, creed or sexuality we are, we all have something in common. We are all one big blogily (to coin a phrase from my blogging sister Ritu 

No matter what time of day or night there is someone online to talk to. It is fabulous too that there is always someone to give us a bit of help and advice, or moral support, and encouragement; maybe even more importantly, there is someone there to listen to us. Not literally of course, but they read our words, and engage with us. It really is quite unlike any other community I have known, as most of us in our offline lives, choose what we say to people or how we portray ourselves, but online we are more honest and open. It is a wonderful feeling then to have so many friends that still like us, warts and all!

I have made friends with people from all over the globe, and despite our differences, there is always so much common ground, love and laughter being two of the biggest ones I can think of.

Not only have I made friends but I have also received three packages in the last few months that have really touched me with how kind and thoughtful you are.

Wendy sent me some beautiful hand made Christmas tree decorations from Australia

Christmas decoration
My beautiful Australian seashell decoration

Mary-Anne some socks that she had knitted herself in the colours that I chose. I have them on now with my pj’s and they  are so warm and snuggly! 

Snuggle socks
My lovely socks all the way from Canada

Tonya sent me a ‘care package’ of beautiful chocolate, peanuts (not in the pic as I ate them already), her brilliant book ‘Clemmie the Communic-CAT’,’ one of her antique plant pots that we had talked about, a sheep Christmas tree decoration and a notebook and pens!

 

Care package
My American care package. The salted caramel chocolate was too good to share – sorry!

I consider myself very blessed to have such wonderful people in my life, and although I absolutely loved my gifts, the friendship I have with each of you means the world.

TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge – Meal and Friendship

TJ has given us ‘meal’ and ‘friendship’ for the weekly household challenge prompt words this week which seem to me to fit together perfectly.

Here is my attempt at it:

Mum’s Birthday Tea

Family gathers

The meal, long since been eaten

Friendship lingers on,

Dear Self-Confidence….An Open Letter to My New Friend

Dear Self-Confidence,

I am so proud that we have finally forged a friendship after a life-time of avoiding each other. Of course, I knew of your existence when I was a little girl. but you were always in the distance, hanging around with Outgoing, Popular and Fearless, whilst I played in the shadows with Shy, Timid and Awkward. Actually these three were to remain loyal companions for many, many years.

During my school years, you were still just a little out of reach, and I coasted along with my usual crowd, and  joined up with Average, and Unremarkable. I always wanted to get to know you, but you became more elusive when I got caught smoking, and ended up in the Deputy Head’s office.  She rather firmly introduced me to Failure, Shame and Embarrassment. That was it for the rest of my school days, I knew my place, amongst these friends and Failure in particular, was by my side during my battle with academia.

I nearly met you whilst I was in the Army, but Reckless and Drunken came into my life, which I mistook you for. Luckily, they didn’t stay for too long, and no real damage was done, despite a lot of fun being had!

For the next 10 years during my first marriage, you deserted me completely. What little I knew of you was literally beaten down by Violence, Fear and Worthlessness.I did meet a mate of yours, Courage, who helped me to leave this situation, and stayed with me for a while to help me out during my divorce.

I met up again with Failure, Drunken and Reckless for a couple of years, carousing, having fun and a bit of release, before realising that they were just going to bring me down, so I ditched them.

I did meet Achievement briefly, when I finally passed my driving test after the 6th attempt! Nerves and Failure kept getting to me, and it was only when I brushed them off for good that I was able to find Success.

Romance came into my life for a while when I met husband number 2, but unfortunately, so did Cold and Empty. Thank God when my daughter was born, Unconditional Love came to stay and has never left!

After a couple of years an old flame was rekindled, and now I have Joy and Contentment as my friends. This is also where I finally became casually acquainted with Self-Confidence.

You were a guest at my wedding, and we mingled with Happiness, Companionship, Warmth, and Belonging alongside my family and friends. It was a wonderful day….but the best was still to come.

After decided to undertake some more studying as part of my career, you suddenly started turning up more. You were there for presentations I had to do in front of the rest of the class, you came with me to work as I gained more knowledge, and of course you were there silently urging me on as I walked up on that stage in front of a couple of hundred people as I graduated

We have become closer than ever now, you and I, and I would just like to thank you for deciding that I am worthy of your friendship after all!

With love and gratitude.

You Best Friend.