Friends

This week I've found myself longing for the days when social networking was more about coffee mornings then checking tweet updates. When did friends become a numbers game and less about quality time spent with real people who care about you?

Most importantly though I'm wondering why I'm so sensitive to the loss of a few Facebook friends, if these past 8 months have taught me anything (which they have) it's that I have a number of people who I can call my close friends so the loss of a few morons shouldn't make me cold, should it?

These friends are the few who took me in when I was homeless, listened to me cry, wail, sob and then took me out for cocktails to cheer me up. Checked in on me from the other side of the world and most importantly the ones who didn't take sides, who didn't want to hear all the nasty details and just wanted to know that I was ok.

In times of crisis you know who these people are, hold on to them and make sure that when they need you, you're there to return the favour.

Good friends are hard to find :)

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