Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.

image What a long emotional week it has been with loads of highs and lows.
Life sure is a roller coaster at the moment. Can’t say it’s a pleasure to ride right now, but when the ups are there, life seems bearable.
On a good note, I have a few things to look forward to in the next few weeks so keeping a smile thinking about them.
So my week was mainly spent at the hospital, having blood tests, scans etc and I get a weeks rest bite from them so positive note there πŸ™‚
I also had a job to do for work which was rather different and I can’t wait to blog about that when I find the time. Think that blog will be worth a read, if I do say so myself. And I know it will feel good to be able to talk about my job πŸ™‚
But this blog isn’t about my week but about one of the saddest afternoons but one of the most special days I have ever spent with a dear friend of mine.
He was my best friend for years and I couldn’t have ever asked for a better one. He has always been there for me through thick and thin, always had my back. He has never judged and supported me no matter what mistakes I made. He has to be one of the greatest people I’ve ever had the pleasure to have in my life.
Only one other friendship has matched ours, but that doesnt mean our froendship meant less, its just that love was involved in the greatest friendship i’ve ever found.(Ross)
Over the last year and a half, we drifted apart for many reasons, but we both understand and accept the reasons that we didn’t talk or spend as much time together as we once did.
Our life’s moved in different directions but we always knew that we would be there for the other if we were needed.
I guess that’s real friendship.
Friendship where we were happy to let the other person live out there life without holding a grudge.
A friendship that I will always hold wonderful memories.
The sad thing is, the our friendship is nearly at an end and yesterday we said our goodbyes 😦
You see, he has cancer and within the next few weeks he will be dancing on the clouds looking down on us all.
So even though I’m going to lose him, at least I know he will be out of pain and that he will be at peace and maybe raving it up with my beloved sister.

So our afternoon was spent talking about the past, remembering the good times sailing, clubbing, just hanging out and the crazy parties we have been to.
It was a joy to just sit and talk, laugh and smile at the different memory’s we both have, even the fights we have had, it was good to look back.
With about an hour to go, he began to get deep and spoke about heartache and about the girl who won his heart. He sat there, tears rolled at his love for her and how much she had hurt him.
You see, they were meant to get married and spend their life’s together and she broke his heart. He has never got over that.
And I know how he feels. When you love someone that much, there is no way that I can see, that you will ever recover from the heartbreak.
It’s just such a shame that they never sorted it out, that she’s not there when she is needed more than ever.
It’s wrong that two people who love each other can’t put the wrongs behind them and move forward together in life, because life is too short to not be with the one that has your heart.
Why live an unhappy life, when you could have a life full of love and happiness
I just don’t understand that.
Every situation can be over come if you have love.

Anyway it was time to say goodbye.
How on earth do you do that, how do you hold back the tears and pretend that your see each other soon, that this isn’t for forever.

I have to say it was one of the hardest things I have had to do, but I’m glad that I had that time, that I could say goodbye to him.

All I have left to say is

“The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not healing, not curing, that is a friend who cares.”

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