Friends in Faraway Places

friend

–noun

1.a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.
2.a person who gives assistance; patron; supporter:
3.a person who is on good terms with another;

To me these definitions do not even describe the word friend and what it really means to me.

To me, a friend is so much more than words. To me a friend is someone who knows you maybe even better than you know yourself. Someone who knows your thoughts when it's too painful to say them out loud. A friend is someone who you don't have to ask to be there. They know when you need help, guidance or space. To me a friend is someone who you create an unbreakable bond with.

A friend is so much more than that person you went to high school with. A true friend is - your person.

To me, the most important thing about your Person, is that even when you are worlds apart they are still there for you. No borders can keep a friend away, they will always be there, with words, with kindness and with support.

The most important thing is friendship. Family can be friends, friends can become lovers, the point is that the root of anything should be friendship. A friendship that is unbreakable is a solid foundation for anything.

I would like to take this opportunity to thank my People. You are my rocks and mean more to me than you know. There is so much in this life that I could not have done without your love, support and most of all friendship.

Just another Birthday

So in the run up to the big two-seven I have been in pre crisis mode – you know – knowing that on the day that you wake up and you are no longer 26, you are going to feel like death is breathing his bad morning breath down your neck and when you get up and dare look into the mirror you are going to see even more crows feet and deep etched wrinkles. You make a mental note that you will have to book a botox appointment, a boob lift and some lipo and start going to the gym more. But then you think that this is just way too much effort and the easier thing is just to crawl back into bed and hope it is all just a bad dream.

I have been dreading this birthday like I dread going to the dentist. It’s not so much about getting older but more about the fact that I went from having a great job and a destination to turning one year older and having no job and no idea where I am going.

But then I woke up on that fateful day and was pleased to notice that I still looked the same, my boobs were still in the same place and … ok I’m still pretty keen on the lipo but that’s besides the point.

The good thing I guess is that I came to think that maybe life is not all about the destination and more about the adventure and I have my whole life to work and make a name for myself so maybe I should just enjoy the time off.

I also came to think that in the past year I have lived in three different countries and that has been pretty cool too.

So I have been able to put the mid life crisis on hold for another year, it was a little easier to delay than I thought – one reason could be that due to the fact that I have no job I have no money to go blow on clothes, shoes and plastic surgery. (My other half helped to ease the pain a little with 3 pairs of boots as a birthday present!)

Maybe when the clock ticks this time next year I will have more accomplishments to hold onto to make me feel a little better. I think I am already kicking into pre crisis mode though in terms of finding a good surgeon (Thunder you can not talk me out of this one!)

All in all I had a great birthday, with family, food and cake. And you are never too old to blush during Happy Birthday.

Weekend Travels

Well folks, friends and followers I am off on yet another American adventure as we jump in the car and set off to Panama City for the weekend.

Now as my American folk tales tell me, Panama City is a place of parties, booze and spring break. Now as I guess it is not spring this may not be the case.

So I will endeavor to find out as much as I can about the life of this elusive party town and will gladly report back on any findings I may find worthy of posting on Pop Tarts Travels.

Have a great weekend and I hope to hear lots of stories on Monday. Crazii Redhead and Thunder Struck have a fantabulous time at the hen party and try not to cause too much trouble.

Play nice Ya’ll.