Recently I became aware that a couple of people who I thought were good friends
had decided not to be my friend anymore. (Thanks Facebook)
I was mortified and messaged one of them (before I realised there was two
and then I stopped looking hahaha)
and apologised for being a terrible friend.
But apparently my blog is depressing and I'm never around
and so they decided I wasn't worth the hassle.
My blog might be depressing, (I do try really hard not to make it depressing)
but life is hard and I'm not going to sugar coat it.
I mean, I'm all about the real and I've never apologised for that.
But I am a pretty terrible friend. I don't have a lot of spare time
and then when I do I tend to need to sit in a quiet space and sew
otherwise I'll go stark raving mad and nobody wants that.
Also I'm not particularly interesting,
well unless you like quilting and knitting and growing houseplants.
So I don't have a lot of topics of conversation.
Working full time and living in Rolleston really eats all of my time
and more energy than I really have.
I realise these sound like pretty lame excuses.
But it is what it is.
On Saturday I was helping at the school fair and I'd done my bit,
so I wandered around hoping to find someone to hang with.
And who did I run into but the lovely, amazing,
the incredible Miriam. She brought me a piece of cake
and we sat and ate cake and chatted.
It felt so good. So on Sunday I messaged an other friend
for a Coffee and Kmart date and she said yes.
So here's to me, trying hard to be a better friend,
more available, more present and more there for people.
Baby steps people, baby steps.