Monday 1st June
It’s my friend’s birthday today, sadly he left us all last year and I miss him.
He lived in Reading along with my other great childhood friend; as is often the case, over recent years, we didn’t get together as much as we wanted to or perhaps should have but, in the end, that didn’t matter.
I have always valued friendship but never quite mastered it, I always strived for more and looked on at others thinking they had all worked it out.
But since my mate Jason departed, I have realised, friendship is different for everyone and can’t really be defined.
Cliches are cliches because they are usually true; you don’t realise what you have until it’s gone. Life is pretty good all told, the universe is ticking by, and I try to enjoy, every day, the good stuff right in front of me.
The Bald Birder 