Good friends are with their weight in gold are they not
My lovely closest friend (also next door neighbour but one ) sent round supper on a plate last night as she cooks for her 90 year old Dad every night when he comes back from visiting his wife, her Mum in the nursing home.
She had DD and SIL to stay last week when I had a houseful of DDs, aunties etc and babysat littlest DGS here so that SIL could be with DD at her Dad’s bedside in hospital the night he died.
She also understands when I need company and when I need to be on my own.
Can’t think why I started to say this, but to those of you who have friends like that or who ARE friends like that, how would the world go on without such friendship?