This is a post dedicated to friends old and new. I’ve made more friends in past 12 months than in last 20 years and each one brings something different.
I’m part of an ever increasing social circle with people from the 30+ mens fitness group encouraging me to be more active and supporting me when I impulsively/drunkenly sign up for running events to offering an ear if required. Although I’m no longer in that program it’s great to see people have stuck around and continue to send kind words etc via Facebook and if I see them in the pub.
New friends and colleagues from the railway bell who I can have a good drink with but not only that I can talk openly about depression etc with many of them too
Lest we forget the faithful friends, those who didnt give up on me when I disappeared with no warning, those who would be there without hesitation if needed.
I’m very lucky to have them and in turn they all will agree (with enough persuasion) that having an awesome moose in their lives is worthwhile.
I’m thankful for all the friends in my life. The moosettes and mooseketeers who allow me to be myself while reigning me in when required…