Friends

A good friend rang today.  Together, Steve and I have known him for 32 years and Steve a little longer.  I am significantly older than he but  age was never important in our relationship.  We rarely ever see him but we hear from him maybe once a year.  

When I first met him, he had not long lost his Mother and was at Uni in Bendigo.  He was from a dairy farm, not far from where we lived.  He was passionate about plants and very interested in music.  He had (and has) a quiet, friendly charm and an ability to draw people out.  I've always loved how he can pass on technical explanations in simple language.

Whilst talking to him tonight, I told him that he was the nicest and kindest person I have ever met.   I've always thought that but have never told him.   

Why is it that we don't tell our good friends how we value them?   

What's wrong with telling someone what we like about them?

I'm going to do it more often!!

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