I spent the weekend with my writer friends. Yes, the Wattpad original group. We’re not writing there anymore but our friendship is stronger than ever.
We still support each other through whatever personal struggles one of us may be facing.
And I wasn’t the one needing it the most. That’s new. Even if I was never one to lay too heavy on them, this time I had no complaints (apart from my house selling and buying process taking far too long).
We bought supermarket pre-made fridge packs of cocktails (of which I still have some mojito left) and took to our lovely beach hut.
We stayed in and had average Chinese takeaway for dinner with our drinks but that wasn’t what mattered. The conversation, the opening up, the heart-to-hearts, the trust, the laughter, the confessions and the friendly banter were.
We’re meeting again in July. I can’t wait!