In 1972, as a young married couple, we moved into one of 7 new builds, all occupied by first-time buyers like us, and made good friends with one particular couple. Our children grew up together for the first 9 or 10 years, and I have kept in touch with them all these years even though we have moved to different parts of the country.
I have been on my own for over 20 years, and the wife was widowed 7 years ago. I thought we'd be friends for the rest of our lives, but during the pandemic I suddenly realised (goodness knows why it took me so long) that I was the one keeping up all the contact over all the years. I didn't want to accept that the person I had thought of as one of my closest friends was - perhaps - not that close, but 18 months ago I decided not to keep making the running. We still send birthday and Christmas cards but I have waited for her to make contact and she hasn't.
In her card last Christmas, she wrote "Sorry I haven't been in touch. I just haven't made the time. I'll ring in the New Year." She hasn't phoned and didn't "make the time."
In my birthday card to her in January I put that I was having heart problems and was feeling very ill with Shingles. I have never heard from her. If roles were reversed, I'd have got in touch immediately to see how she was.
It looks to me as if 53 years of friendship have fallen by the wayside. Shall I let it go?
It’s been a while so I will start us off…….whats for supper and why?
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