Friday, 20 September 2013

I get by with a little help from my friends


I've written and rewritten this post almost every week since I started my blog because the truth is that every week I have a new reason to be grateful for my friends and every week my literary skills seem to fail me in expressing just how precious to me these people are. This week I am determine to find the words because this week they have truly outdone themselves as the most supportive and fun people I have ever met.

So here we are, my friends are better than yours and I challenge you to prove me wrong.
This week I've been going through a plethora of difficulties that I would really rather not go in to but thankfully my mild crisis coincided with a quiet patch in my school work, allowing me time to grieve my losses and for my friends to remind me that as long as I have them everything will be okay.
On Monday night after a day of bed rest and self pitty one of my wonderful friends dragged me from my bed for a night out. We had great time exploring a part of the city we hadn't seen before and them making our way to Southbank by bus (an adventure in and of itself). While this cheered me up and I had a fantastic night I still wasn't up to facing reality so the next day was again spend in bed. My wonderful friends wouldn't stand for this and many of them came to visit my room, knowing something was up.
It was Wednesday morning that my love of life was renewed and I decided that despite rubbishy things happening in my life I was still allowed to be happy. My friend Bonnie and I had a Hollywood style morning of running around Fortitude Valley trying on bad clothing in Op Shops and getting slurpees. When we got back for lunch all my friends and I sat and talked for hours (it's amazing how long a meal can take when there's assignments to be done) and not only were my friends extremely supportive of everything but they even made me laugh and forget about everything that was wrong.
This is just the first of many times that my friends have helped me out. Just last week I was only able to make it home for one of my loveliest friend's 21st birthday thanks to the kindness of one of my friends in my dorm.

I am so fortunate to have so many wonderful people in every aspect of my life. I still have friends from primary school who I hope to stay close with until we grow old, I have friends that I made in each of the jobs I have had who I still adore, I have friends all over the world that I met in my  gap year in various countries and I hope to see again one day, I have friends at college whose company will never grow old and I have a few amazing friends that I've met at university that share the same interests as I do and additionally are some of the smartest people I know.
Most importantly I am privileged enough to say that my closest and oldest friends are my family. I know that everyone is meant to love their family but I am so lucky that my family are actually my favorite people in the world and my Mum is my best friend.

This post got away from me a bit, but maybe it's better that my feeling are out there now.




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