I was just putting a pic on Facebook about dinner tonight.
I don't usually put pictures of my food on Facebook, but it's been a yummy day and sometimes I just have to celebrate that.
In reading the general comments on the post, I was reminded about something one of my oldest friends talked about a couple of Boxing Days ago, over a civilised champagne and leftovers.
Without giving away too much detail, I've been lucky enough to have some friends in my life for 51 years. We started primary school together, Year 1A. I don't clearly understand why there was 1A and 1B before year 2, there just was.
Sometimes we didn't see each other for quite a while, (as long as 37 years, in one case) but when we next saw each other the conversation just picked up from wherever we left off.
These are primary friends, from primary school (or Sunday School, or before). It was the 60's, we couldn't afford pre-primary.
There are friends from high school, again you lose contact for a while, but still sharing birthdays and collective (if growing vague in parts) memories. These are secondary friends. Not secondary in terms of importance, just arrival.
Then there are tertiary friends, university, work, other life events after high school. In some cases, these people have been in my life for 40 years now. We may not spend as much time together as we once did, but it's still as easy as it was when we were 18 or 25 years old - before kids, partners, life events. And we have lots of adventures to remember - or try not to mention. Sometimes we only see each other once or twice a year but every time we catch up it's special. Sometimes it's only electronically, but still important. Not tertiary in importance, just arrival.
And of course, there are sisters, more like 56 years, and still special. And offspring, mine and everybody else's. If you love your friends, how can you not love their kids?
I've been very lucky to have these all of these people in my life, and particularly lucky in that generally they all get along with each other. I'm really bad at sending cards and calling for no particular reason, luckily everyone seems to understand that.
Let's all celebrate our friends.