Like a good red wine...

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...they only get better with age. My friends that is. I caught up with two of them yesterday. Individually. Coffee and dinner. And holy hell, they just keep getting better and better. They keep blowing my mind, keep inspiring me with what they are achieving, with their approach to life, with what they're getting through, what they're coping with.

There is something quite amazing about history. Sharing memories. Having a connection that can't be broken. What makes having that history even better, for me anyway, is when that bond just keeps getting stronger, as the days, months and years flow by. And I don't think it always does. Not with everyone. And that's bound to happen. We change. I've certainly changed, in more ways than I would ever have imagined. And sometimes our paths take us in different directions, away from our starting point, from where we began. Being away for so long has forced me to understand the reality of that. But these two friends? These two amazing people feel like anchors in my life. Like no matter which direction we take, we are inextricably linked.

And in my years away from home, living a distant and separate life, these people have always been by my side. A constant heartbeat. It doesn't matter how much we call. Or how much we email. Or text. It simply doesn't matter how many kilometres are between us. What matters is that we get each other. They get me. I get them. And I know they will be there. Always. And I hope they know I will always be there for them. They make me a better person, and bring out the best in me, make me the person I want to be.

One said to me last night, "There are good-time friends, and good friends. We all need to work out which friends are which".

Well, you two? You two awesome, inspiring, talented, sensational people? You know who you are. You're not good-time, or even good.

You are purely and simply great.