You can be friends with someone regardless of their age – that’s what I learned today 🙂
It’s 10: 02 PM on day 151 of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to brush my teeth, sent thank you to Clare – the Facebook friend of mine who I sent a donation request to yesterday – for the $21 that she had made – tweet about my Clean Water For All Campaign for a few hours – no luck today – feed myself rice and curry for lunch, went to physiotherapy – did you know… your muscle tone changes according to your emotional state – you learn something new every day 🙂 – feed myself Chapati – an unleavened flatbread – and chicken curry for dinner and finish reading The Last True Cowboy by Kathleen Eagle – it was a nice book but towards the end I felt like Kathleen was dragging the story on just to fill the pages.
A few week ago I was at my physiotherapist’s office and she was beggaring me about enrolling for college classes and I said something along the lines of why are you always on my case and she looked me in the eyes and said something that I never expected to hear from another human being in my lifetime you have a brilliant mind I just don’t want to see you waste it and looking back on it today I realized that I was withholding from her the love and affection I felt towards her because she didn’t fit my description of a friend. Do you have a strict criteria that needs to be met before people can start calling themselves your friend? 🙂