Anticipation

Well well well.
Looks like we have a full MBA gathering coming up on 14 July.

I don't talk about them much, they don't call me much, with the possible exception of Bernie. And it's OK. I tend to be quite the introvert and am happy to meet someone years later and pick up as if the intervening years never existed.

I have their numbers, I know where they live, they know how to get hold of me, they know where *I* live. We've been to each other's houses.... although... that one was years back. lol.

Basically, they're the closest friends I have had for the longest of times. We catch up possibly twice or thrice a year but that's ok. Everyone's got their own lives going now. And I am surprisingly happy with that. When you're 17, your interests tend to be pretty consolidated as a group. When you're 35, there are many many many differences.

But some things never change.

And for that, I am eternally thankful . The knowledge that should something truly traumatic happen, (and if I should tell them. lol.) these ladies are going to gather around and shoulder me up in my time of crisis.


I hope they know I will do the same for them. :)