At the start we were in a bubble of self, totally wrapped up with you and me, all others excluded. Safe, secure,sexy and smug?
As time passed the bubble evaporated or melted, we were subsumed with mortgage, kids, family, distances grew then shrank.
We became somebody's something - her mum, thier dad, his wife, that job-role. We faded in and out, focus changing from sharp to soft.
We've matured and grown up together, have successfully brought up amazing kids who survived our making up as we went along philosophy. Despite bets taken at the wedding, we've stayed together and your'e a great friend.
Was it written in the stars, Kismet and fate? Or just bloody hard work!
