The Gallery time again today and Tara has set this weeks theme as A Happy Memory which of course meant going back through the albums, a past time I love to be honest. My photo albums go right back to when I first met my ex, documenting the birth of both of our children, our wedding, our holidays, our days out as a family and of course include lovely memories but each one leaves a bitter sweet taste in my mouth when I think of how it all ended so I had to look harder and I came up with this as the moment I saw it my heart strings started playing and my mind was taken back
I look at this photo and I miss her so much. She is my friend Enrica, probably my best friend. I’ve known her since … I can’t pinpoint when she first came into my life but she’s seen both of my children grow up, she’s been there for me when my marriage broke down picking up all the pieces that were the broken me and she did her goddamn best to put me all back together. We have laughed together, we have cried together and we’ve even sent the whole wide world ‘You know where’ together when times got really really tough.
The real beauty of our friendship lies in the fact we can talk to each other, many a time we’ve had to sit the other down and tell her, ‘This is not good, it/you can’t do this and it needs changing.’ probably one of the hardest tasks a friendship asks of you, complete and utter honesty. Not everyone is able to talk openly and not everyone is able to accept truth especially if it comes under the umbrella of criticism. But Eri and I can. We crossed that hurdle years ago and even now when we catch up (which sadly is very rarely) we pick up exactly where we left off.
There are people who don’t like my friend, my ex was one of them, mind you he hated anyone getting close to me and befriending me. He once was very cruel and told her things that apparently I had said about her and she was very upset, our friendship took a massive knock and it took a hell of a fight from me to try and prove his words were lies, thankfully we made up and from that moment onwards we vowed that if ever there was something to say between us we would do just that.
It works. I can go months without speaking to her or emailing, or even contact via Facebook but when we meet we share a bear hug, a glass of wine (or two) and we’re back on track like not even a day went by. The last time we met was in London last autumn and now we’re concocting a plan to see if we can organise an Italian meet in the new year.
Here we are again celebrating another friends’ Hen Night a good few years ago. Of course if I had to declare who is my very best friend of all well that’s easy
It’s always Paul. The man who sticks by me in thick and in thin. He’s certainly not afraid to tell me his thoughts! Here Paul is against the breathtaking backdrop that is the Yosemite National Park – now don’t be an idiot like me and pronounce it like a jar of marmite, it’s Yo-se-mi-te. I’ll save you that embarrassment as I have been there and done it for you :) This was a three week break to the USA and this stop was in the gorgeous national park which really deserves more attention that it’s getting here, a holiday that we both enjoyed immensely and talked about for years after and I’m sure for years to come.
I am lucky to have these wonderful memories, these lovely people in my life and I look forward to sharing many many more memories with them. Head over to Sticky Fingers to see what everyone else came up with today.