Over time, you make friends.
Signs of a really tight-knit group though? Becoming friends, with their friends.
Tonight we were at a birthday. These were originally my sister and bro-in-laws friends, though to be fair I’ve known the birthday boy almost all my life.
And over the years, they have also become our friends.
We invite them to our shin-digs… and like tonight, they invite us to theirs.
But it’s not just the official stuff. Birthdays and major celebrations and what not. We visit each other. We genuinely enjoy each other’s company. We don’t just see each other, over obligation to my sister and bro-in-law in the middle.
Speaking for myself… we really are friends.
And the fantastic part is… this has widened. And was made more official tonight. Because not only were we at this birthday party…
…but our OWN friends, were at this birthday party too!
What a marvellous thing when your friends are adopted, and invited into the circle, by your own family and friends.
All it takes is one invite. Just one. Once you are in the circle, that is it. You are in. And it is the funniest, most hilarious, genuine, happy and love-filled circle there is. Only good things and support and real friendship. That is ALL.
And that is also what counts the most.
So tonight was amazing, to be expected. To be in a room of family and friends where you have adopted people over the years, they have adopted you over the years, and now your own friends have been adopted…
Today, tonight, I am grateful to the middle men/women, and also grateful that in being one ourselves, our circle GREW.