This time almost exactly ten years ago, some of the friends I had met online( and got to know from the inside out - to quote one of them - as we grieved and healed together) converged on London to meet up with me in real life. I’ve met others since – in New Zealand (fellow kiwis, or world travellers stopping by), Geneva, and London again. One or two I have yet to meet. I’ve talked about this before, this gift of friendship and empathy we get through times of hardship. But today, remembering that evening of fellowship and hilarity ten years ago, I want to celebrate those wise, funny, caring, and slightly batty (most of them, but self-described) women who were so important to me then, and are still so important to me now, reminding me I’m not alone.
And the best thing? It’s that I’m continuing to gather up wise, funny, caring people who are becoming firm friends, though I wouldn’t presume to suggest that any of them (or any of you) are slightly batty. Or would I?