I have never really had a ‘best friend’. I had my closest friend growing up at school, but also was in a little friendship group of four other girls, each of us as close as the other. Then at university, I had a little group of special people, who I lived with and spent an amazing three years with. Since I was twenty one I have had my husband as the best friend in my life, we were close friends for two years before we got together and I don’t really remember a time in my life when he wasn’t in it.
I have moved around a lot, living in Cambridgeshire, Leeds, London and back to Cambridgeshire in my adult life. As such I have made friends in all of these different places. I am still especially close to my uni friends, and I am still in touch with my school friends, but being in different places means we don’t see each other as much as we would like too. I tend to live ‘in the moment’ meaning that I am constantly in touch with my ‘baby’ friends who live near me and who I met through having Mads, but sometimes I realise I need to make more of an effort to see my oldest friends too. That said, whenever we do see each other, it’s like we saw each other yesterday, which to me is a sign of a true friendship.
One thing I didn’t bargain for when I started blogging, was making friends online. To me, online friendships were a bit strange, not something I could have ever imagined doing. Although I wrote my blog and chatted to people I didn’t know on social media, I wasn’t one of those ‘weirdos’ who met up with people online. Fast forward and three years later, I class my ‘online’ friends as some of my closest ones. I speak to them most days, and there’s a few select ladies who probably know more about me than some of my oldest ones. I meet up with different people regularly at blogging events.
One thing I definitely couldn’t have imagined was that we would make such amazing family friends. I think finding friends who you can socialise with as a couple are quite rare, it always tends to be that one of you is closer to them than the other. This isn’t a bad thing, but I do think it’s often the case. And then I think finding friends who have the same family dynamic as you is even harder- we have close friends who don’t have children, or who have older children, and this often makes days out or weekends away not quite the same.
When I first started talking to Lucy on my blog three years ago I had no idea we would become such good friends, and I definitely didn’t think that we would all become so close. But ever since our families met at a blogging event, we just seem to have clicked and I would go as far to say they are definitely the closest friends we have. Our children are very similar ages and love to spend time with each other, our husbands have a quite freaky bromance going on, and when we are with them it just works. We have a great time together (mainly as we all have a sarcastic sense of humour!) and as we don’t live too far away from each other, we tend to meet up relatively reguarly.
This past week has been spent at Center Parcs (another post on that soon!) where we spent a lovely few days with the Roberts family. It was hectic, with four children running loose, but it was full of happy times, laughing until we nearly cried, and lots and lots of banter. Our children couldn’t have been cuter together, our husband’s were actually probably more sad to leave each other than we were, and we just had a fantastic time. It’s our third little break away together (check out here and here) and I definitely think it has become a yearly tradition.
It’s lovely to think I have blogging to thank for bringing a friendship into our lives that I know will last far beyond my blog. And that in years to come we can look back at our little spaces on the internet and smile at all we got up to.